Bye Bye Going For 55

A long long time ago
I can still remember how the taxman made the Peepul cry.
And I knew of he had the chance
Dave King would lead them on a dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while.
But dodgy Dave soon made them shiver
With every signing he'd deliver
Each dud brought to Ibrox
Gave every Hun the dry boak.
I can't remember if they cried
When they found he'd took them for a ride
But something made me split my sides
The day their title hopes died.
I started singing...

Bye bye going for 55
Drove the Sevvies to the bevvy falling for Davie's lies.
The Billy Boys were all pished and pie-eyed
Shouting, 'This is still the same club that died'
'This is still the same club that died'.

I met some Huns who had the blues
And I asked them for some happy news
But they just scowled and turned away.
So I went down to their megastore
Where I'd seen Huns gathering before
But the Huns there said this new squad couldn't play.
Inside Ibrox the roofs were leakin'
The stands were full of sad Huns greetin'
Not a word was spoken
But the lavvies all were broken.
So I blessed my poor unhappy hosts
By Father, Son and Holy Ghost.
Then, just before my arse was toast,
I kissed that cesspit goodbye
But I was singing...


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