Another fine day
Watching our City play
While winter slowly turns to spring,
We just have to grin
And bear each missed win
For crying and moaning won´t bring...
..the points that we need
Only those who bleed
Yellow and green blood can do that,
And too many times
This season the signs
Have flattered, only to fall flat
But while there is life
There´s hope, and the knife
I´m sure several on here would wield,
To cut Alex Neil
Adrift, I still feel
Would cut deeper, should the board yield
No help did it bring
When Hughton was king
And I have doubts, as I did then,
That any change now
Will halt the go-slow
And put off the final amen
And so, c´est la vie
What will be, will be
We can but support all the way,
As no doubt we´ll do
Even if the glue
Holding us up should start to fray. OTBC - INIT
Watching our City play
While winter slowly turns to spring,
We just have to grin
And bear each missed win
For crying and moaning won´t bring...
..the points that we need
Only those who bleed
Yellow and green blood can do that,
And too many times
This season the signs
Have flattered, only to fall flat
But while there is life
There´s hope, and the knife
I´m sure several on here would wield,
To cut Alex Neil
Adrift, I still feel
Would cut deeper, should the board yield
No help did it bring
When Hughton was king
And I have doubts, as I did then,
That any change now
Will halt the go-slow
And put off the final amen
And so, c´est la vie
What will be, will be
We can but support all the way,
As no doubt we´ll do
Even if the glue
Holding us up should start to fray. OTBC - INIT
