segunda-feira, 26 de março de 2012

It belongs in your heart...

The game was astounding.
Nailbiting, you won and shoved it in their face.
They spread out after the police intervened, but came back with maces.
Now they want to take it all out on you.
So stick together and chant, scream in your group.
Torn t´shirts for teams that win or lose for profit making suits.
Dead fans up on the gutter, bloodstained conctrete, no to you politics doesn´t matter, too busy making ends meat(meet).
Yet you flock to see the glass shatter and see your rivals get beat.
That pride and hate that lives in your heart.
Violent gurgle gargle strangle!

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