Theres the reds and theres the greens
Super slicks and has beens,
Theyre accompanied by three men dressed in black,
Ones a whistle, two are flags, and quite often theyre the drags
Kick the ball into the goal, they put it back.
Yes match of the days
The only way, to spend your saturday
Each sides eleven men, with numbers on their backs
But at a distance they all tend to look the same
But some own their boutiques, well they clean up every week
Inciting riots, causing chaos, such a shame!
But match of the days
The only way
We spend our saturday
And thats not all, our mates the keepers
Slippin and sliding in the mud
Arms as long as creepers
Send him off ref ***!!++? ?
Where are your specs ref +++***!!!
Kick you to death ref !!xx**? ?
Oi! are you deaf ref x*+x*!!?
Theres a few things before we go
That I think you ought to know
Obstruction, body checking, heavy tackles
So put on your hat and scarf
Have a drink, have a larf
From the terrace you can see your men do battle
Yes match of the days
The only way
You can spend your saturday
Dont forget, the trainers with their sponges
Managers with open cheques, liquid business lunches
Send im off ref ***!!++? ?
Where are your specs ref !***&&&!!!
Kick you to death ref !!xx**? ?
Oi! are you deaf ref x&+x&+!!?
...phfff! good game ey, ron? ...
...dyou see that goal in the second half? oh!...
...bit of a dirty tackle that, mate!...
...i reckon I shouldve had a bet on it myself!...
...we paid 400, 000 pound for him, you realise that? ...
...oh - look out, here comes a bottle ...
...yes, fancy a pint then? my round...
Released on spot the pigeon e.p., 1977. Theres the reds and theres the greens Super slicks and has beens, Theyre accompanied by three men dressed in black, Ones a whistle, two are flags, and quite often theyre the drags Kick the ball into the goal, they put it back. Yes match of the days The only way, to spend your saturday Each sides eleven men, with numbers on their backs But at a distance they all tend to look the same But some own their boutiques, well they clean up every week Inciting riots, causing chaos, such a shame! But match of the days The only way We spend our saturday And thats not all, our mates the keepers Slippin and sliding in the mud Arms as long as creepers Send him off ref ***!!++? ? Where are your specs ref +++***!!! Kick you to death ref !!xx**? ? Oi! are you deaf ref x*+x*!!? Theres a few things before we go That I think you ought to know Obstruction, body checking, heavy tackles So put on your hat and scarf Have a drink, have a larf From the terrace you can see your men do battle Yes match of the days The only way You can spend your saturday Dont forget, the trainers with their sponges Managers with open cheques, liquid business lunches Send im off ref ***!!++? ? Where are your specs ref !***&&&!!! Kick you to death ref !!xx**? ? Oi! are you deaf ref x&+x&+!!? ...phfff! good game ey, ron? ... ...dyou see that goal in the second half? oh!... ...bit of a dirty tackle that, mate!... ...i reckon I shouldve had a bet on it myself!... ...we paid 400, 000 pound for him, you realise that? ... ...oh - look out, here comes a bottle ... ...yes, fancy a pint then? my round... Explain Request ×
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