Not a good time for the NLD to arrive on our doorstep – but hey! if we can’t cope with it now, we never will. So I figure the chaps will rise to the occasion, and win what promises to be a bit of a battle. I am grateful to old chums Si and Garfers for providing a usable and adaptable lyric.
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Hello Arsenal, my old friends,
We’re due to play you this weekend.
I had a vision of you weeping -
In my dream while I was sleeping.
And the vision was that Harry scored again
And caused you pain:
I heard the sound of silence!
And in my dream I walked alone
Through the streets of Islington(e).
Saw the highlights of our next game
And heard us singing out Nuno’s name.
Then I watched the flight of a Moura shot from the right!
A goal: delight!!!
I heard the crowd go silent.
And at the Emirates, I saw
That Kane remembered how to score!
Ars’nal playing without linking,
Ars’nal passing without thinking.
We were singing songs that Gooners could not share -
And so we dared
Disturb the sound of silence.
"Fans", said I, "You Gooners know
Spurs are winning 2-1, so….
So you know that we shall beat you
So you’ll know that we’ll defeat you!"
But my words, like poison raindrops, fell
And echoed
In the Ars’nal’s silence.
So the Ars’nal lost - they paid
For the errors they had made.
Aubermayang’s skills were waning
(And his team-mates were complaining).
Tottnam fans saw the minds of the Gooners were written on the toilet walls: “We’ll win f*** all!” -
Then listened to the sound of silence!
Prediction: Woolwich Wanderers 1 Spurs 2
Scorers: Kane, Moura
Cheers, Spurf!
