Isn't it lovely not drowing in coffee
Footloose and fancy free
Feet warm and heart still
No need to swallow a bitter pill
Drinks and merriment at the theatre watching Jason Donovan
No traumatic texts or strained cries of get in there son!
A sexy Saturday watching Priscilla
Plush seat instead of a plastic seat fixed on to a concrete knee killer
Okay I know I say no pain no gain
But I can't really complain
When Dad says he doesn't want to go to the Birmingham clash
Our form is as dodgy as Bobby Ball's 'tache
We'll come good some day
Plenty of football left to play
Just not expecting that to turn up at Elland Road too soon
Think we should start praying besides the moon
If only passionate support was the currency of success
I know we seem to be a bit of a manic mess
One minute we've turned a corner only to crumble at the next
I don't want to insult Brian McDermott's intellect
Surely he knows what's required
Excuses are getting old and tired
Like too many legs clogging around that pitch
The boardroom fickle fingers may start to twitch
Yet they've got to share the burden of blame
Let's make Elland Road a fortress again
Back the boss both on and off the turf
It's time for both boss and boardroom to prove their worth!
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