What a song to be singing on a day like that to a bunch of fake Mancs who come from Surrey. This is what real football means, this is a real football club. From a Bristol City fan, gutted for Coventry, deserved that final on every level. We live and die in these towns.
These fans and team were robbed of a place in the final by some sort of shithousery VAR decision? Who was the VAR judge, Sir Alex Ferguson? Iv'e lost faith in sportsmanship, fair play and downright common decency, since watching this great game!
You spend your time in smokey rooms Where haggled old women with cheap perfume say "It never happens for people like us, you know" Well, nothing ever happened on it's own And well the toilet smells of desperation The streets all echo of aggravation And you wonder why you can't get no sleep When you've got nothing to do And you've had nothing to eat Your life's slipping and sliding right out of view And there's absolutely nothing that you can do, well We'll live and die We'll live and die in these towns Don't let it drag you down Don't let it drag you down now We'll live and die We'll live and die in these towns Don't let it drag you down Don't let it drag you down now Dirty dishes from a TV meal That went cold from the wind through a smashed up window You can't go out if anybody calls you 'Cause you can't have a bath when there's no hot water And your friends are out on the town again And you ask yourself if it'll ever end And it's all too much for your head to take Just a matter of time before you break, well We'll live and die We'll live and die in these towns Don't let it drag you down Don't let it drag you down now We'll live and die We'll live and die in these towns Don't let it drag you down Don't let it drag you down now
You spend your time in smokey rooms Where haggled old women with cheap perfume say "It never happens for people like us, you know" Well, nothing ever happened on it's own And well the toilet smells of desperation The streets all echo of aggravation And you wonder why you can't get no sleep When you've got nothing to do And you've had nothing to eat Your life's slipping and sliding right out of view And there's absolutely nothing that you can do, well We'll live and die We'll live and die in these towns Don't let it drag you down Don't let it drag you down now We'll live and die We'll live and die in these towns Don't let it drag you down Don't let it drag you down now Dirty dishes from a TV meal That went cold from the wind through a smashed up window You can't go out if anybody calls you 'Cause you can't have a bath when there's no hot water And your friends are out on the town again And you ask yourself if it'll ever end And it's all too much for your head to take Just a matter of time before you break, well We'll live and die We'll live and die in these towns Don't let it drag you down Don't let it drag you down now We'll live and die We'll live and die in these towns Don't let it drag you down Don't let it drag you down now
Hi Eugene! I was there, too. Is there any chance we could connect offline, so that I can sound you out about using clips from this great footage in a video project I'm planning, d you think? Best wishes, Mark Higgitt
