This is a song for Judas.
Once upon a time your morals were so fine
You threw the mags into the Tyne in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "beware Darren, you're goin' a bit barren"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody with financial clout
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging your next paycheck
How does it feel
How does it feel
To have Brum as a home
Like a complete unknown,
Like a rolling stone?
You've gone to the finest club alright, Mr. Benty
But you know you'll just get abused in it
And nobody has ever taught you to live with Alex McLeish
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
your love of the club, but now you realise
He's selling all the best guys
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say you want to make a deal?
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
To be stuck in Brum
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
You never turned around to see the smiles and delight in the crowds
When they all come down and supported you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people take free kicks for you
You used to ride on Amy Bruce with your agent, twat,
Who you carried on your shoulder, you're a massive twat
Ain't it hard to discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
To be stuck in Brum
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
Sessegnon in the midfield and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Celebrating in your recent shift
You'd better take your skills, you'd better whore them, Bent,
You used to be so amused
At 'Arry in his wrinkles, and the language that he used
Go to him now, his missus calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're **** now, you got no talents to reveal,
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
To be stuck in Brum
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
Once upon a time your morals were so fine
You threw the mags into the Tyne in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "beware Darren, you're goin' a bit barren"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody with financial clout
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging your next paycheck
How does it feel
How does it feel
To have Brum as a home
Like a complete unknown,
Like a rolling stone?
You've gone to the finest club alright, Mr. Benty
But you know you'll just get abused in it
And nobody has ever taught you to live with Alex McLeish
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
your love of the club, but now you realise
He's selling all the best guys
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say you want to make a deal?
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
To be stuck in Brum
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
You never turned around to see the smiles and delight in the crowds
When they all come down and supported you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people take free kicks for you
You used to ride on Amy Bruce with your agent, twat,
Who you carried on your shoulder, you're a massive twat
Ain't it hard to discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
To be stuck in Brum
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
Sessegnon in the midfield and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Celebrating in your recent shift
You'd better take your skills, you'd better whore them, Bent,
You used to be so amused
At 'Arry in his wrinkles, and the language that he used
Go to him now, his missus calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're **** now, you got no talents to reveal,
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
To be stuck in Brum
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
