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Match Of The Day Lyrics
There's the reds and there's the greens
Super slicks and has beens,
They're accompanied by three men dressed in black,
One's a whistle, two are flags, and quite often they're the drags
Kick the ball into the goal, they put it back.
Yes match of the day's
The only way, to spend your saturday
Each side's eleven men, with numbers on their backs
But at a distance they all tend to look the same
But some own their boutiques, well they clean up every week
Inciting riots, causing chaos, such a shame!
But match of the day's
The only way
We spend our saturday
And that's not all, our mates the keepers
Slippin' and sliding in the mud
Arms as long as creepers
Send him off ref
Where are your specs ref
Kick you to death ref
Oi! are you deaf ref
There's a few things before we go
That I think you ought to know
Obstruction, body checking, heavy tackles
So put on your hat and scarf
Have a drink, have a larf'
From the terrace you can see your men do battle
Yes match of the day's
The only way
You can spend your saturday
Don't forget, the trainers with their sponges
Managers with open cheques, liquid business lunches
Send 'im off ref
Where are your specs ref
Kick you to death ref
Oi! are you deaf ref
Phfff! good game 'ey, ron?
D'you see that goal in the second half? oh!
Bit of a dirty tackle that, mate!
I reckon I should've had a bet on it myself!
We paid 400, 000 pound for him, you realise that?
Oh - look out, here comes a bottle
Yes, fancy a pint then? my round
Super slicks and has beens,
They're accompanied by three men dressed in black,
One's a whistle, two are flags, and quite often they're the drags
Kick the ball into the goal, they put it back.
The only way, to spend your saturday
But at a distance they all tend to look the same
But some own their boutiques, well they clean up every week
Inciting riots, causing chaos, such a shame!
The only way
We spend our saturday
Slippin' and sliding in the mud
Arms as long as creepers
Where are your specs ref
Kick you to death ref
Oi! are you deaf ref
That I think you ought to know
Obstruction, body checking, heavy tackles
So put on your hat and scarf
Have a drink, have a larf'
From the terrace you can see your men do battle
The only way
You can spend your saturday
Managers with open cheques, liquid business lunches
Where are your specs ref
Kick you to death ref
Oi! are you deaf ref
D'you see that goal in the second half? oh!
Bit of a dirty tackle that, mate!
I reckon I should've had a bet on it myself!
We paid 400, 000 pound for him, you realise that?
Oh - look out, here comes a bottle
Yes, fancy a pint then? my round
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No hidden meanings here. A song about the delights of going to football (soccer) games. Written in the seventies it reflects the matchday experience of the time: Most games were played on a Saturday afternoon and there are references to hooliganism which was rife back then. Some things don't change - overpaid players, dodgy chairmen and, of course, insulting the referee. Despite all that is wrong, however, it is the only way to spend your Saturday. The song is suitably upbeat and jolly and probably doesn't quite work IMHO but full marks to the boys for effort!
Not surprisingly the song never made the album Wind and Wuthering but was released as an EP along with Pigeons and Inside and Out.
For those that don't know 'Match of the Day' is the name of the BBC's long running football highlights show.