Kicker Conspiracy Lyrics
J. Hill's satanic reign.
Ass-lickers King O'Team.
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In the marble halls of the charm school.
How flair is punished.
Under Marble Millichip, the FA. broods.
On how flair can be punished.
They're guest is a Euro-State magnate.
How flair is punished.
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In the booze club, George Best does rule.
How flair is punished.
His downfall was a blonde girl, but that's none of your business!
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Former fan at the bus stop.
Treads on the ball at his feet, in the christmas rush.
And in his hands, two lager cans.
Talks to himself. At the back. At the top.
What are the implications of the club unit?
Plastic, Slime, Partitions, Cocktail, Zig-Zag, Tudor Bar.
Pat McGatt. Pat McGatt, the very famous sports reporter is
talking......there.
"Fans!Remember, you are abroad!
Remember the police are rough!
Remember the unemployed!
Remember my expense account!
Hot dogs and seat for Mr Hogg!
Hot dogs and seat for Mr Hogg!
And! His grotty Spawn!
Lurid brochures for ground unit.
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Remember! don't collect with the rough.
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Kicker, lets swell the facilities."
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Mark E Smith\'s disenchantment/disillusionment with the modern game of football. The game becoming commercialized, sterile and conformist. Where at one time the individual flair of players such as George Best was a thrilling spectacle, would now have less of a place in the conservative style of play, modern regulations and the club and the team as a brand constructed by corporate visionary\'s rooted in marketability, expansion and wealth. The game now, less an expression of tradition and loyalty and a sense of belonging has become so much more than your local team. The terraces of old, are now places of privileged accessibility for sponsors, potential investors and marketing opportunists who know the cost of everything but the value of nada. Now with all of the plastic glitz and tackiness of a hotdog franchise. Where the traditionalists have long since left. Players wages are no longer capped and conformity reaps rewards for the new generation of footballer being the exorbitant beneficiary for adherence to a broader Globalization. In regular speak thank you for playing the world game, here\'s your cut.... I mean he was a Man City fan he reckoned before it all became what it did. You could say his values were of a certain time and place.