The Large One
Who's Next?
I've just had this emailed to me from someone who doesn't even go onto NSC.
Your fame is spreading, it appears...
Your fame is spreading, it appears...
How curious.
Who was it. London Irish ?
First I was afraid, I was petrified
Thinkin' I could never live without Dean White by my side
But then I spent so many nights
Thinkin' how Dick did me wrong
I'd not had long - but our performances were strong
Now Mickeys back from outer space
I just walked in to find him in my chair and laughing in my face
I should have kicked him in the head
I should have smacked him in the gob
If I'd have known for just one second he'd be back to nick my job
But now I'll go, walk out the door
Just turn around now
Cos I'm not welcome any more
Weren’t you the one who f***ed it up at Coventry ?
Did you think I'd stay here ?
Did you think I'd stir your f***ing tea ?
Oh no, not I. I will survive
Oh as long as I can coach the kids I know that I will thrive
I've got offers from up high
I've got a brother works for Sky
I will survive. I will survive.
I did all the dirty work, pulled the squad apart
Kept trying hard to hold back tears when I ditched Gary Hart
And I spent oh so many nights
Just feeling sorry for Paul Reid, his knees a mess
But then he gobbed off to the press
So now I'll go, and thank the lord
I'm off to bigger better things, I'll take my tactics board
I'll work for someone who appreciates my class
So you can stick your poxy Withdean and your Falmer up your arse...
I'll survive, I will survive