Heard this song the other day and decided to give it an updated version Paul Hardcastle's Vietnam war song there must be more songs out there that can be updated
Grayson's song ( Tragedy ) Here I lie In a lost and lonely part of Pennywell Held in slums In a world of tears I slowly drown Going home I just can't make it all alone I don't why I should be supporting you, supporting you Loving you, loving you Sunderland When the feeling's gone and you can't go on It's Sunderland When the morning cries and you don't know why It's hard to bear With no one to love you You're going nowhere Sunderland When you lose control and you got no soul It's Sunderland When the morning cries and you don't know why It's hard to bear With no one beside you at the game You're going nowhere Night and day There's a burning down inside of me, oh Burning love with a yearning that won't let me be Down I go to another division just below And I just can't take it all alone I really should be supporting you, supporting you Loving you, loving you Sunderland When the feeling's gone and you can't go on It's Sunderland
Yesterday (by Paul Mackartney) Yesterday, relegation seemed so far away We beat the toon almost every time we’d play Oh I believe in yesterday Suddenly, there’s not half the men there used to be Even Burton’s hanging over me Oh Yesterday came suddenly Why he had to go, I do know: we couldn’t play No boss stays for long, now or yesterday Yesterday, one would stand and watch the team play Now we all find a place to hide away Oh I believe, in Yesterday Why we had to go, I do know: we couldn’t play No fan stays for long, now or yesterday Yesterday, we had some easy games to play Now we can't do better than O’Shea Oh, I believe in Yesterday
(To the tune of Don't Look Back in Anger) Slip outside the Stadium of Light Don’t you hope you might find A better place to play You wish that you’d never been And all the fans that you’ve seen They slowly fade away All our seats have faded from Red And you see the stands are all empty and dead, Step out side, Sunderland’s in gloom Stand up and hide the team’s disgrace Take that horror off your face You aint ever gonna sing your heart out So go, Larry, don’t wait He knows it’s too late as you’re walking on out now No goals, home or away, And don’t look back at Sammy, he’s here to slay
There is a place on Old Wearside They call der Land of Sun And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I'm one Ryan ‘n’ Stevie Taylor They scored against my team Our manager was a gamblin’ man Crushing all our dreams Now every team that Grayson named Were certain to be sunk And all the Mags were satisfied To see our team get thumped Oh mother tell your children Not to do what I have done Spend your lives in sin and misery In the Stand at Sunderland Well I got one foot in the stadium Then gave up and ran away I’d pay all this week’s benefit Not to watch them play There is a place on Old Wearside They call der Land of Sun And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I'm one
Unpaid overtime, so I feel perfectly justified... I'm spending a lot of time sitting and waiting for things to happen, so I've got to find some way to fill the time. Mocking Sunderland beats being productive every time.
