Nothing Nothing Nothing
Always nothing
In this poor fans world
Nothing Nothing Nothing
Not a skerrick
In this last rounds tie
Zero points or all three
Don’t matter a flea
If we had any senses
We aint got none now
Something something something
Is all we’re asking
From these high paid skids
Something something something
In an outcome
That we’re proud to see
But No with No again
Time and time its just No
We just don’t like you answer
Its your time to go
Future future future
Whats our future
Who the bloody hell knows
Future future future
Needs a suture
Not a stitch in time
We need some new blood
From the top to the shop
But we aint got any money
We’re just a poor old club
City City City
Not a village
Is that what we’ve become
City City City
Oh poor City
This ol fans all done
This ol fans not won