"I saw a shooting star last night, I wished on it but it was only a satelite, Its wrong to wish on space hardware I wish I wish I wish you cared......"
You tell yourself you're happy here And never mind the cost You hide beneath your shallow fear Deny your life is lost The tension starts to wear on you Your mind's in disarray The things you feel are out of time With all the words you say
"I saw a shooting star last night, I wished on it but it was only a satelite, Its wrong to wish on space hardware I wish I wish I wish you cared......"
Billy Bragg
I don't want to change the world. I'm not looking for a new Charlton, Are you looking for another fan?
At first I was afraid I was Charltonised Kept thinking I could never live With Reza in the side. But then I spent so many nights Thinking our side is very wrong And I grew strong And I learned how to get along We want our charlton back From this weird unique mad place I just walked in to find Katrien here With that Grinning look upon her face I should have changed that stupid lock I should have made her leave the key If I had known for just one second She'd be back to bother me.
Roland was a man who thought he'd be our owner Soon we knew he was an ass. Now Roland stays at home, stroking his boner Thinking of ways to save more brass. Get back, get back. Get back to where you once belonged Get back, get back. Get back to where you once belonged. Get back Roland, go home Get back, get back. Get back to where you once belonged Get back, get back. Back to where you once belonged.
From the theme of Rawhide ( one for the unwelcome old customers) It goes a bit S&M at the end, but tbh I'd run out of ideas by then :-) and I doubt we'd get that far with the song anyway before we'd all be arrested for treason against the SE7 Junta. ;-)
Roland Roland Roland Roland Roland , Roland
Keep movin', movin', movin' Though they're disapprovin' Keep them beach balls movin' Roland! Don't try to understand 'em Just whistle with abandon Soon we'll be living high and wide. My heart's calculatin' True Charlton will be waitin' Be waiting at the end of my ride.
Move 'em on, head 'em up Head 'em up, move 'em on Move 'em on, head 'em up Roland! Cut 'em out, ride 'em in Ride 'em in, let 'em out Cut 'em out, ride 'em in Roland!
Well we don't understand Why they called in New Scotland Yard When Roland Rat is the one Who belongs in the exercise yard We all got balls and brains But some's got balls and chains At the protest march, at the local football game
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
Is it really such a crime For a guy to spend his time At the protest march, at the local football game At the protest march, at the local football game
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And, just for the record, that is an expression of my anger and contempt for this pathetic, cowardly regime.
Comments
Plead how they really need you,
Suddenly you find you're out there
Walking in a storm.
Neil Diamond.
I should have known better, than to take a chance on ever losing you
But i thought you'd understand
can you forgive me ?
Jim Diamond
Hello and welcome to Good Morning Britain.
Anne Diamond.
I wished on it but it was only a satelite,
Its wrong to wish on space hardware
I wish I wish I wish you cared......"
Billy Bragg
I was Charltonised
Thinking I could never win
With Reza in the side
And never mind the cost
You hide beneath your shallow fear
Deny your life is lost
The tension starts to wear on you
Your mind's in disarray
The things you feel are out of time
With all the words you say
Fad Gadget
Posted this on the name change thread, but God dammit, it's worth more than 10 lols so you're having it again:
Star-prick
Watching us on sky
He'd like to come and see us
But he's such a busy guy
I'm not looking for a new Charlton,
Are you looking for another fan?
Sir Sidney Ruff Diamond (Carry on Up The Khyber)
I was Charltonised
Kept thinking I could never live
With Reza in the side.
But then I spent so many nights
Thinking our side is very wrong
And I grew strong
And I learned how to get along
We want our charlton back
From this weird unique mad place
I just walked in to find Katrien here
With that Grinning look upon her face
I should have changed that stupid lock
I should have made her leave the key
If I had known for just one second
She'd be back to bother me.
Soon we knew he was an ass.
Now Roland stays at home, stroking his boner
Thinking of ways to save more brass.
Get back, get back.
Get back to where you once belonged
Get back, get back.
Get back to where you once belonged.
Get back Roland, go home
Get back, get back.
Get back to where you once belonged
Get back, get back.
Back to where you once belonged.
With apologies to The Beatles....
Eating red hot scollops
A blob of fat rolled off his chin
And landed on his boll...
It goes a bit S&M at the end, but tbh I'd run out of ideas by then :-) and I doubt we'd get that far with the song anyway before we'd all be arrested for treason against the SE7 Junta. ;-)
Roland Roland Roland
Roland Roland , Roland
Keep movin', movin', movin'
Though they're disapprovin'
Keep them beach balls movin'
Roland!
Don't try to understand 'em
Just whistle with abandon
Soon we'll be living high and wide.
My heart's calculatin'
True Charlton will be waitin'
Be waiting at the end of my ride.
Move 'em on, head 'em up
Head 'em up, move 'em on
Move 'em on, head 'em up
Roland!
Cut 'em out, ride 'em in
Ride 'em in, let 'em out
Cut 'em out, ride 'em in
Roland!
Roland!
Oh what can it mean, to be a,
Duchatelet free believer and a
Homecoming Scream.........
Cheer up Charlton Cream
You know what it would mean, to be a
Duchatelet free Believer and have a
Half decent team.......
Cheer up to the Charlton's esteem,
You know what it would mean,
to be a believer, that we are free of the Crazy Regime,
and have a wet dream.......
Meire Meire Meire's a liar
Duh duh dulalalala
Tom Jones (only works if you don't try to pronounce Meire properly.)
Why they called in New Scotland Yard
When Roland Rat is the one
Who belongs in the exercise yard
We all got balls and brains
But some's got balls and chains
At the protest march, at the local football game
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
Is it really such a crime
For a guy to spend his time
At the protest march, at the local football game
At the protest march, at the local football game
--
And, just for the record, that is an expression of my anger and contempt for this pathetic, cowardly regime.
Roland said drop dead, and rehired Guy..
Elvis Costello