DON'T FEAR THE SWEEPER ƒ   A F#m D E Pissing down with rain on a Tuesday night, I stood and watched my team play like a bag of shite The goaly is a twit, the stiker is a twat, The referee's a git and he's blinder than a bat So what!? You scored? Well shut your fucking gobs! You might have won, but we've got bigger knobs Piss your pants! That deserves a booking! Shit your bags! He played the bastard ball! Fucking hell! These pies need cooking! Coffee's shit and the bovril's cold Get stuck in! You're playing like a weed! We're free to be concentrating on the league He's booked! Thank fuck! Let's bring on the sub, He's got five minutes, then I'm going down the pub Up your arse! A mile outside the box! You might have won, but we've got bigger cocks! Piss your pants! That's a bastard corner! Chuck this pasty at the referee Fuck off home it was a crap performance And we should have had a penalty (Buy us ten pints, and we don't care) ©1990 The Macc Lads N.B.- It is a scientifically proven fact that supporters of Macclesfield Town possess larger penises         than followers of , say, Arsenal, Scunthorpe or Vulvahampton Wanderers. TRACK CHAT HORRID HUNDRED