Lyrics EVEREADY - Lee Scott

EVEREADY

Whether pleasant weather or snow I’m playing footy wherever we go
Blasting balls at the wall at the end of the row
By the time I was 10, I already won every cup
Then I fucked me Mitre Delta up
Now we’re on a mission nicking footy’s off the posh kids
Before the lids got pissed and chonged cigs
I was out in the rain, cold, the same old
Knockouts in the car park, curby on the main road
Keep going like Eveready
Back in the days when world class players were ten a penny
20 a side, goalie when ned
Bombing down the wing, hair blowin' like Nedved
Penatly for me 'F' a referee
95 LFC repping 23
Let it be, bus stop footy tennis spree
And I’m not allowed out till I’ve ate me tea, c’est le vie
I never played Subbuteo
But I’m down for an epic game of shooty though
Heads that used to go to Cassy’s centre youthy know
No ball?
Use an empty can of Kessy super
Till you can egg a Unico
Like you’re on that Lazio Gazza dough
But you’re not, you’re cold cause you’re coats a goal post
But it’s been worse, one bounce, losers in first
Pissed cause its dark at six
And you’re rocking shitty Shopping City market kits
It’s going off when the caretakers marked the pitch
Bitch, showing off, saying shit to throw your off
Like;
«I think ye sisters fit», «you're Ma' wants you in for dinner»
53−0, next goal;
still the winner
Screaming like abusive Dads
That force their kids to play heads and vols, full kits, boots and pads
It’s just a little kick about…