This is an absolute joke.

Where’s the centre-half, gone for a smoke?

It’s looking like we’re gonna get beat,

I’ve kissed good bye to my clean sheet,

midges in my eyes,

dog shit on my feet-

It’s not easy being green.

 

Nose’s fucked and cheekbone too

got kicked in the face

from that little number 2

rest of the team’s got nothing to do

I’ve saved about hundred, but I’ve let in a few-

It’s not easy being green.

 

Come half time and nobody knows me,

last ten minutes and everyone owes me-

net’s untouched and I’ve kept ‘em in the game,

then our midfielder puts us to shame-

pennie gets through and I’m to blame-

It’s not easy being green.