The Coolest Place Ever.
I walk down the halls.
Everything blurs by.
Whats that? A football.
Huh? Oh lamps
What the? SHARPIES! !
Oh the joys of walmart.
poem by Lilly Mandrell
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A poem for Football lovers
Football can make you cry
it can also bring you joy
I've played and watched it
as a man and a small boy.
Football has great players
like the one and only Messi
the Argentinian is a genius
I wished he played for Coventry.
Football is the favourite sport
no other game comes anywhere near
in the U.K.it's the number one pastime
just beating fishing and drinking beer.
Football though can be an addiction
it can be on your mind all of the day
your thinking about goals, shots, and saves,
and even talking about it to God when you pray.
So long may Football be played on our planet
even though it has trouble along the way
but just think if there was no Football at all
us fans would have nothing to do on a Saturday!
poem by Kevin Halls
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My Nan wants a game!
My Nan just loves her football
she goes to games every week
but she wants to play as well
saying she's strong and in her peak.
But Nan your in your eighties
and your about six stone wet
you have got two dodgy knees
so how can you put a ball in the net.
Your eyes aren't as sharp these days
and you can't walk without your stick
your out of puff walking up your stairs
so a football you'd struggle to kick.
But she's bought herself a pair of boots
and a nice new shiny football kit
all she needs is a team to play for
as her doctor says she's ready and fit.
So keep an eye out for a white haired lady
the oldest footballer playing the game
she'll be easy to spot on the pitch
as she'll be the one with the Zimmer frame!
poem by Kevin Halls
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Football A Way Of Life
Being a football fan is a way of life
it is constantly on one's mind
your thinking about the next match
while going about the daily grind.
Your talking about great goals
and a brilliant player from the past
telling anyone who's listening
that he was skilful and he was fast.
Your living and breathing football
you dream of it in your sleep
even though the team you support
can make you angry and make you weep.
You meet up with fellow football fans
in the pub before the big match
one group of like minded people
talking about football over pints and a batch.
Football on a Saturday is all that matters
nothing else can stand in it's way
all of life's worries are put on hold
while the football fan watches his team play.
poem by Kevin Halls
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Halls Gap
From the oval at Halls Gap the football and cricket ground
The view it is breathtaking of the wooded hills all around
On a warm and a pleasant evening in September of the year
'Twould seem to me Utopia to Halls Gap is quite near
No factory chimney to pollute the sky the Grampians air is clean
And in the early weeks of Spring the place looking so green,
The grey shrike thrush is whistling on a black wattle tree
And Nature's splendid beauty is everywhere around me
I envy Halls Gap's residents the people born to win
Such a beautiful part of the World they happen to live in,
A Town surrounded by hills as fair as i have known
For natural beauty Halls Gap with the best can hold it's own
And from the football oval breathtaking scenery
The wooded hills resplendent in Nature's greenery.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Football fans are so fickle
I love my football
always have
and always will.
But I moan over prices
rather stand than sit
but still buy a season ticket.
I slag off our players
but clap and cheer
when they score
I'm a two faced fan.
Say to my mate
I'm not coming anymore
but I'm there the next game.
Join in shouting at the referee
calling him obscene names
but secretly thinking he's spot on.
Jolly banter with the away fans
in the pub before the games
but dislike them all inside the ground.
Us football fans are all the same
only happy when we are winning
but miserable when we're not.
Is fickleness contagious?
widespread at football grounds?
common only to the football fan?
poem by Kevin Halls
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Whats Up With That
Well how much blues do you use
Before you use it up
And how many fools take a chance
Before they hit it lucky
Tomorrows wanna be the day
It never seem to work that way
Whats up with that
Whats up with that
Whats up with that
Whats up with that
Everybody want a little more
Than they think they got
But what you might think it is,
Might really not be, baby
Pick it up or leave it lay
It always seem to slip away
Whats up with that
Whats up with that
Whats up with that
Whats up with that
Now how high will a river get
Before it overflows
And how long is the hole to china
It dont really know
This is what its all about
Theres always gonna be a doubt
Whats up with that
Whats up with that
Whats up with that
Whats up with that
song performed by by ZZ Top
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The Football Fan
They love their football team
their loyalty is never in doubt
they rarely ever miss a match
from the stands they scream and shout.
Even when the teams playing poor
and their favourite player is off key
that will never stop them from going
as the ground is where they want to be.
Football is always on their minds
they think about it night and day
non football fans think they must be crazy
watching men kicking a ball home and away.
Relationships can become strained and tense
as football takes the leading role
partners can become irritable and even jealous
when the fan talks for hours about a wonder goal.
The fan even dreams of football in their sleep
shouting out and butting the pillow with their head
they jump up and down as if they've scored a goal
and kick their partner out of the bed.
Yes the football fan is a breed apart
slightly eccentric and a thick skinned soul
when all that matters to them in life
is seeing their favourite player score a winning goal!
poem by Kevin Halls
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Football crazy Football Mad
That's all you ever think about
football, football, football,
well that's it now I've had enough
I'm packing my bags and I'm off.
Well what can you do?
she's obviously made up her mind
but what a time to leave me
in the middle of a match on T.V.
How insensitive is that?
she knows it's a massive game
now I've just missed a fantastic goal
then again she's always been selfish.
She has never really forgiven me
for cancelling our honeymoon
but how could I go away
when we had a relegation battle going on?
Can't believe it she's taken the dog
still the second half should be good
and tomorrow me and the lads are going away
if the team wins we get promotion.
Still it's not the end of the world is it?
We can always get promotion next season
but I still can't understand why she's left me
wow, what a brilliant goal!
poem by Kevin Halls
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Football
I'm a football baby,
Rollin' round the field.
I've been passed and fumbled,
Till I don't know what I feel.
Everybody's the same,
They're all footballs too.
Setting up the big play
And trying to score.
I'm a football baby
In a football game
I'm a football baby
Run--kick
Life's a football game,
As every chump and champ knows.
We don't touch, we collide,
Till we're worn out inside.
We're kicking each other,
Right where it hurts,
Setting up the big play,
And trying to score.
I'm a football baby,
In a football game
I'm a football baby,
I'm a football baby,
In a football game
I'm a football baby,
Block--pass
I'm a football baby,
In a football game
I'm a football baby,
Run---kick---hit---goal .
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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This Earth That You Walk Upon
Whats your name
Whats your nation
Sense of order
Sense of speed
Earth that you walk upon
Shakes his hand
Turns away
Turns his back and walks away
Earth that you walk upon
Earth that you walk upon
Whats your name
Whats your nation
Sense of order
Sense of speed
Earth that you walk upon
Passing on and on
Earth that you walk upon
Screaming edge of light
Shines so shines so hard
Earth that you walk upon
Turning on
Lyrics : j kerr music : simple minds (c) emi publishing ltd reproduced without permission
song performed by by Simple Minds
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Little Jimmy's First Football Match
Jimmy just couldn't sleep
he was too excited for that
he hadn't felt like this
since he stroked a Meerkat.
His mother said as a treat
for being such a good lad
he could go to the football
on Saturday with his Dad.
His nan knitted him a scarf
in the colours of the team
and on the morning of the match
he was so happy he could scream.
So the big day had arrived
and off he went to the match
he sat with his dad in the stands
with a cup of tea and a batch.
This was Jimmy's first game
as he was only just seven
but sitting there with his Dad
he was in football heaven.
The match was brilliant
Jimmy's team scored four
and if it wasn't for their keeper
it would have been a lot more.
Jimmy's world changed that day
football was to become his life
as an adult it cost him a lot
eventually his long suffering wife.
So let this serve as a warning
football can be bad for your boy
so instead of taking him to a match
take him fishing or buy him a toy!
poem by Kevin Halls
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I'm On The Football Team
Coach says I'm real good...Best kid in the neighbourhood.
Looks like I've got a future ahead of me.
Starting quarterback, number 13. Mom and Dad are so proud of me.
I'm down with the cool kids, oh yeah.
They know I'm cool, the chicks dig me, and it's okay.
I get replaced, but it's alright, 'cause they all know...I'm on the football team.
Na Na Na Na Na, Na Na Na Na Na, Na Na Na Na Na
I'm on the football team. (x2)
I'm getting chicks left and right. They're lined up for Saturday night.
Just to go down on me, oh yeah.
And when I walk down the hall, all of the nerds and geeks fall,
down on their knees and worship me.
They know I'm cool, the chicks dig me, and it's okay.
I get replaced, but it's alright, 'cause they all know...I'm on the football team.
Na Na Na Na Na, Na Na Na Na Na, Na Na Na Na Na
I'm on the football team. (x4)
Hey dad guess what!
What's that son?
I'm on the football team.
Well jimminy in the buckhole.
Na Na Na Na Na, Na Na Na Na Na, Na Na Na Na Na
I'm on the football team. (x4)
song performed by by All American Rejects
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Why Do You Love Football?
Why do you love football Kevin
what do you see in it?
why not watch another sport
like Rugby, Golf, or Cricket?
Well let me answer that my friend
and put your mind at rest
I love the beautiful game
because it's simply the best.
No other sport is as exciting
no other comes anywhere near
football has lots of passion
and can create a great atmosphere.
It is loved all around the world
most children kick a football
rich kids, and poor kids,
small kids, and some very tall.
Ask a lad what he wants to be?
a footballer I bet he will say
not a cyclist or a pole vaulter
a top swimmer no way!
A good football match is a real joy
that's why thousands go to every game
when you get goals and lots of action
the fans are so glad that they came.
So yes my friend I do love my football
it's the number one sport for me
so while your watching snooker and darts
I'll be cheering on my beloved Coventry.
poem by Kevin Halls
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I said Don’t Tell Me
Don’t tell me of a world of masterful politicians
Don’t tell me of a world of embattled coalitions
Don’t tell me of a world of the spin doctors slurs
Cannot perceive the blindness as the vision blurs
Don’t tell me of a world of the dominance in hate
Don’t tell me of a world in riches for who last ate
Don’t tell me of a world of trades in bloodied furs
Cannot perceive the blindness as the vision blurs
Do tell me of a world where a heart seeks allures
Do tell me of a world for when tranquillity conquers
Do tell me of a world empowered as rebellion stirs
Cannot perceive the blindness as the vision blurs
Don’t tell me of a world of violent augmentation
Don’t tell me of a world in servitude of aggression
Don’t tell me of a world of pennies before the cures
Cannot perceive the blindness as the vision blurs
Don’t tell me of a world of the lost and the listless
Don’t tell me of a world of a dying disciple so lifeless
Don’t tell me of a world infested by human aggressors
Cannot perceive the blindness as the vision blurs
Do tell me of a world that the politician fought for freedom
Do tell me of a world where we dropp the food not the bomb
Do tell me of a world when making love new life occurs
Cannot perceive the blindness as the vision blurs
Do tell me of a world for grain that fed the thousand starving
Do tell me of a world when a day broke in a child’s laughing
Do tell me of a world where I can drink from purest streams
I can start to perceive though to only make sense in dreams
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Lightning
(chorus)
Hey, whats all the fuss about?
Hey, whats all the fuss about?
Hey, whats all the fuss about?
Hey, whats all the fuss about?
They say lightning, they say lightning
Lightning never strikes twice in a row
Generations, generations
First they fight and then they forget
What they were fighting about in the first place
Here it comes, the big explosion
Havent I seen that once before
Or is it just some deja vu
Just some long forgotten dream
Just some silly memory
History does not repeat, it never, never does
(repeat chorus)
(bridge)
I should know
Ive been hit three times (or was it four? )
Im a walking testimony
Come here, look at these holes
Im a walking testimony
Just look at these holes, look at these holes!
Generations, generations
Fathers never teach their sons
And grandpa never talked to them and so on
Memories are inconvenient
When theres lessons to be learned
That just might rock the boat too much
Cause anxiety and such
We cannot walk without our crutches
We cannot walk, we cannot walk, we never, never could
(repeat chorus and bridge)
Hey, whats all the fuss about?
Hey, whats all the fuss about?
Hey, whats all the fuss about?
Hey, whats all the fuss about?
They say lightning, they say lightning
Lightning never strikes twice in a row
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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Lifeguard Sleeping, Girl Drowning
Always looking for attention
Always needs to be mentioned
Who does she
Think she should be ?
The shrill cry through darkening air
Doesnt she know hes
Had such a busy day ?
Tell her ... sshhh
Somebody tell her ... sshhh
Oh, no way, no way, theres no movement
Oh, oh, hooray
Slowest ...
It was only a test
But she swam too far
Against the tide
She deserves all she gets
The sky became marked with stars
As an out-stretched arm slowly
Disappears
Hooray
Oh hooray
No, oh, oh, woh, theres no movement
No, oh, hooray
Oh, hooray
Please dont worry
Therell be no fuss
She was ... nobodys nothing
(whats your name ? )
(whats your name ? )
(whats your name ? )
(whats your name ? )
When he awoke
The sea was calm
And another day passes like a dream
Theres no ... no way
(whats your name ? )
(whats your name ? )
(whats your name ? )
(whats your name ? )
(whats your name ? )
(whats your name ? )
(whats your name ? )
(whats your name ? )
(whats your name ? )
song performed by by Morrissey
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Let's talk Football
Some people like to talk about the weather
or what they watched the night before on T.V.
many go on and on about their holidays
while others chat about Cars or even Astrology.
But I like to talk about Football
as I've got lots of stories to share
like all the great players I've seen
and games when you just had to be there.
My late Father used to be just the same
as a child I'd take in every word he'd say
I'd sit and listen to him for hours and hours
then grab my ball and go out to play.
I often talk about Football in the pub
and even to strangers standing in a queue
'We won the F.A. Cup once you know,
beating Spurs by three goals to two.'
Once a Jehovah Witness knocked on my door
so I invited him in for a cup of tea
within an hour I converted him into a Football fan
he's now a massive supporter of Coventry City F.C.
My doctor reckoned I needed urgent help
and I saw a specialist that very day
but after talking to a Psychiatrist about Football
he now follows my team at home and away.
They say that talk is cheap
and that may very well be true
but I love talking about the Beautiful Game
because that's what I like to do!
poem by Kevin Halls
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Listen, walmart is laughing
Listen, Walmart is laughing
That we have democracy
We have not riotous democracy.
Our democracy is peaceful
Our people are really fool.
It is fact our mentality is colonial
And we are not influential.
Listen, walmart is laughing
And we are enjoying.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Walk In The Shadows
What? you say youre through with me
Im not through with you
Weve had what others might call love
You say its over now,
Whats done, whats through?
You cant stay away, you need me
I need you
When the fire starts the pains too much
For your mind
You need attention, whats good is only mine
I can cure the hunger that burns in your heart
Just come to me
Ill take you home
Well walk in the shadows
By day well live in a dream
Well walk in the shadows
You say you dont feel safe alone tonight
Cause you feel the pressure building in your head
Our secrets safe for one more night
But when the morning comes remember
Ill be with you
Well walk in the shadows
By day well live in a dream
Well walk in the shadows
One day youll be with me
If only you believe...
song performed by by Queensryche
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Whats It Take
(robert palmer)
Youre lonely can I see you
I hire a private red-eye rocket
But when I walk in here
You wanna go through all my pockets
Whats it take?
Mamma whats it take?
Ive known you all these years
And still you overhaul my letters
They dont confirm your fears
But when Im dead youll know me better
Whats it take?
Mamma whats it take?
My mistake was thinking I had it covered
I havent made the first move
Whats it take to get it through to you mamma?
What does it take to love you?
I take you out to dinner
You ask me why Im acting guilty
I thought Id backed a winner
This love affair is gonna kill me
Whats it take?
Mamma whats it take?
You say youre only teasing
I wanna try a new position
You wanna know the reason
Ive got a spanish inquisition
Whats it take?
Mamma whats it take?
My mistake was thinking I had it covered
I havent made the first move
Whats it take to get it through to you mamma?
What does it take to love you?
I wanna hear the gossip
You say I like a real ambition
I ask you if youve got it
You document my inhibitions
Whats it take?
Mamma whats it take?
Mamma whats it take?
Whats it take?
song performed by by Robert Palmer
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