Nick66
Well-known member
I think it all depends what Lawell does in the next week. If he acts I would be convinced of beating they bellends. The problem as always is Lawell.
I wrote a wee sing about Lawell to the tune of Billy Connelly’s song Oh The Janny Oh the Janny. Sums up how I feel.
Oh the Lawell, Oh the Lawell
He always drives me mad
He never buys us players
Even though he knows we’re bad
He rather spend the money
on his bonus and new pad
My hearts fair broke with the Lawell
Oh the Lawell oh the Lawell
He loves the champions league
He loves to see the cash flow in
Then hide it in a tree
He has a heated driveway
We all would love to see
My hearts fair broke with the Lawell
Oh the Lawell oh the Lawell
He always drives me mad
He talks of us in Europe
But it always makes us sad
He dithers and he haggles
over players who are bad
He never learns does the Lawell
Oh the Lawell oh the Lawell
He always makes me scream
He talks of taking Europe
But it’s only a pipe dream
He won’t buy the players we need
And certainly not the cream
We’re so fucked off with the Lawell
Oh the Lawell oh the Lawell
He loves a disco light
He would have hired a DJ
But it went against being tight
So he just plays the records himself
And most of them are shite
My hearts fair broke with the Lawell
And as the team leaves the CL, Mr Lawell joins the CL thinktank. The ego soars, as the team nosedives.I think it all depends what Lawell does in the next week. If he acts I would be convinced of beating they bellends. The problem as always is Lawell.
I wrote a wee sing about Lawell to the tune of Billy Connelly’s song Oh The Janny Oh the Janny. Sums up how I feel.
Oh the Lawell, Oh the Lawell
He always drives me mad
He never buys us players
Even though he knows we’re bad
He rather spend the money
on his bonus and new pad
My hearts fair broke with the Lawell
Oh the Lawell oh the Lawell
He loves the champions league
He loves to see the cash flow in
Then hide it in a tree
He has a heated driveway
We all would love to see
My hearts fair broke with the Lawell
Oh the Lawell oh the Lawell
He always drives me mad
He talks of us in Europe
But it always makes us sad
He dithers and he haggles
over players who are bad
He never learns does the Lawell
Oh the Lawell oh the Lawell
He always makes me scream
He talks of taking Europe
But it’s only a pipe dream
He won’t buy the players we need
And certainly not the cream
We’re so fucked off with the Lawell
Oh the Lawell oh the Lawell
He loves a disco light
He would have hired a DJ
But it went against being tight
So he just plays the records himself
And most of them are shite
My hearts fair broke with the Lawell