When Saturday Goes

I'll play Valencia
I pick Rome
Sounds fair
Why not
Press play

How about 50 for Jerome
For real
Why not
Sign here

I'd never give away
My precious Zlatan shirt
For you he's just another
Brute to milk till weak
Till weak and old
Another boy turned into gold

The sport we once so dearly
Loved
By you became Big Macs
Smartphones and soft drinks

A feast for bribed blue "Blatters"
Hosting hunger games

Malicious gossip
Has is that all
Who trust in ethics
Are bound to fall

Best friends are gonna be there
There to turn their backs on you

Best friends are gonna be there
Be there to turn their backs on you

Best friends are gonna be there
They're right behind you
Waiting to turn their backs on you, yeah

Best friends are gonna be there
Malicious tongues
Live on your own



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