Faith

[DMR]

I know not everybody has got a body like me,
but i gotta think twice, before i give my heart away,
and i know all the games you play,
cuz i play them too,
oh but i need some time off from that emotion,
time to pick my heart up off the floor,
but that love comes down without devotion,
well it takes a strong man baby,
but i'm showin' you that door,
i gotta have faith

gotta have faith,
gotta have faith,
gotta have faith!

baby, i know you're askin' me to stay,
say please please please don't go away cuz you're givin' me the blues,
baby, your mind made all the words you say,
can't help but think of yesterday and another who tied me down to the lover boy rules,
before this river becomes an ocean, before you pick my heart up off the floor,
well that love comes down without devotion,
well it takes a strong man baby,
but i'm showin' you that door,
i gotta have faith

gotta have faith,
gotta have faith,
gotta have faith!
get tha fuck up!!!

i gotta have faith,
i gotta have faith,
i gotta have faith,
i gotta have faith!
faith! ahhhh faith!! ahhhhh!!!!

[sonicyouth]

we sat and decided as the seaons collided
that our love was fairly utopian
if it wasnt for my pills, my psychiatric bills
and your unreliable fallopian
then i guess wed be fine
embraced on cloud 9
emotionally impossible to sever
you turn around quickly andever so sickly
i tell you id love you forever

If only youd give me my Lev Yashin poster back
six months ago i returned your brown anorak
but you keep forgetting
and its far too upsetting
so baby Ferenc Puskas to you, to you
Baby Ferenc Puskas to you

You know its a shame
but were never the same
on account of your stupid amnesia
through teardrops i stare
at the wall its now bare
and i reach for the milk of magnesia
and ill die on the floor
and leave a note on the door
saying 'this ape has just left Gibraltar'
and in hell it will rain
and ill say once again
that id stand next to you at the altar

If only youd give me my Lev Yashin poster back
six months ago i returned your brown anorak
but you keep forgetting
and its far too upsetting
so baby Ferenc Puskas to you, to you
Baby Ferenc Puskas to you
with boots on

[Anonymous]

I’m a little yellow fish in the deep blue sea
Won’t somebody help me
I’m a little yellow fish in the deep blue sea
Won’t somebody save me
Do you wanna know how living is beneath the waves?
Do you wanna know how everything I knew was changed?
It wasn’t such a big commotion
I just had a drop of magic potion
And with a wriggle...a twist...a splash..and a splish..I was a FISH!
Help Me..!
I’m a little yellow fish in the deep blue sea
Won’t somebody help me
I’m a little yellow fish in the deep blue sea
Won’t somebody save me
Do you wanna take a whalebus- wanna meet a stupid shark?
Do you wanna ride a seahorse or hide in an oyster park?
It isnt such a big commotion
All you need is magic potion
And with a wriggle...a twist...a splash..and a splish..you’re a FISH!
Help me..!
I’m a little yellow fish in the deep blue sea
Won’t somebody help me
I’m a little yellow fish in the deep blue sea
Won’t somebody save me
Help me, help me - i need a remedy - help me, help me
Help me, help me - I need a remedy - help me, help me.
Life is strange at the bottom of the ocean
You won’t believe the things you see
Stay ashore, don’t give in to notions
If you don’t wanna be like me....
I’m a little yellow fish in the deep blue sea
Won’t somebody help me
I’m a little yellow fish in the deep blue sea
Won’t somebody save me

[Ben Wah Balls]

yes this is the campaign
slithered entrails
in the cargo bay
neutered is the vastness
hallow vacuum check the
oxygen tanks
they hibernate
but have they kissed the ground
pucker up and kiss the asphalt now
tease this amputation
splintered larynx
it has access now

send transmission from
the one armed scissor
cut away, cut away

banked on memory
mummified circuitry
skin graft machinery
sputnik sickles found in the seats

self-destruct sequence
this station is non-operational
species growing
bubbles in an IV loitering

unknown origin
is this the comfort of being afraid
solar eclipsed
black out the vultures
as they wait

dissect a trillion sighs away
will you get this letter
jagged pulp sliced in my veins
i write to remember
'cause i'm a million miles away
will you get this letter
jagged pulp sliced in my veins
i write to remember...

[sonicyouth]

tuuuuuuune

[DMR]

I win

[Mexicano Rojo]

The A is for my authority
which many players seem to question,
thinking theyre somehow going to make me change my mind
B is for babies
which a lot of managers cry like
after a decision has not gone their way
C is for the continual criticism i recieve from the touchline
get back in your technical area!
D is for the dunderheads
who seem to think we have a conspiracy
against their particular team
E is for the eery silence that echoes around the ground
after I've booked the home teams player
and its obvious to everyone that he deserved it
F is the farce into which most games would descend if we werent there
The G is for the gnarled face of someone whos on £90,000 a week
and reckoned he should have had a throw in
H is for handball
which has to be intentional and very rarely is
if only people would study the rules more
I is for innocence, pleaded by many a doe-eyed defender
after theyve just scythed down that tricky winger
J is for ju-jitsu, which i quite intend to display given a dark alley
and some of the narky blerts ive encountered
K is for the kissing of the badge
how ridiculous that looks 6 months later when theyre at another club
L is for lip reading, at which you dont need to be an expert
to see how odious some people are
M is for the mistakes we sometimes make
surely a bit of controversy is part of the games appeal
The N, the N is for the numbskull who during the boxing day game
asks me what else i got for christmas besides my whistle
an afternoon with your wife mate
The O is for offside
which many forwards tell me they simply could not have been
The P is for the penalty shootout
great drama and no pressure on me
Q is the quiet word i sometimes need to have
with some of the more fiery participants
i usually choose the word 'pleat'
R is for running backwards
a difficult skill which the pundits never seem to appreciate
S is for the suggestion that i should have awarded a card of some sort
to a player whos just been awarded a free kick
sorry i got all that wrong the S again
okay the S, the S is the suggestion that i should show a card to an opponent
by a player whos been awarded a free kick
he himself is more in danger of getting one for that
T is for the 21 man brawl
whiuch is basically an embarrassing scene of pushing and shoving
U is for the umpire which i sometimes wish id been instead
you never hear a cricket crowd shouting whos the bastard in the hat
The V is for vitriol vilification vendetta and volley of verbal abuse
some good bird noises there by the way
W is for walter pidgeon
whos mr Griffiths in 'how green was my valley'
i may have started to sound like during this song
'where was the light i thought to see in your eye'
he says that to a young huw played by roddy McDowall
The X
The X represents the sarcastic kiss planted on my forehead by the swarthy potugese center half
who i just dismissed
The Y is for Yate
the kind of town referees come from
And the Z
Well the Z could be for Zidane, Zico, Zola, Zubizaretta, Zoff
Even Zondervan
but is in fact for the zest with which we approach our work
without this zest for the game we wouldnt become refs
and without refs, well zero
See also Zatopek, Zeus
and Zeal Monachorum
I have a caravan there
static naturally

Wouldnt it be fun if the gave the ref a gun



fuck off dave i win hands down.

[faringdingdong]

Mother, mother
There's too many of you crying
Brother, brother, brother
There's far too many of you dying
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today - Ya

Father, father
We don't need to escalate
You see, war is not the answer
For only love can conquer hate
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today

Picket lines and picket signs
Don't punish me with brutality
Talk to me, so you can see
Oh, what's going on
What's going on
Ya, what's going on
Ah, what's going on

In the mean time
Right on, baby
Right on
Right on

Father, father, everybody thinks we're wrong
Oh, but who are they to judge us
Simply because our hair is long
Oh, you know we've got to find a way
To bring some understanding here today
Oh

Picket lines and picket signs
Don't punish me with brutality
Talk to me
So you can see
What's going on
Ya, what's going on
Tell me what's going on
I'll tell you what's going on - Uh
Right on baby
Right on baby