Mitchell Brothers When The Whistle Blows Lyrics

Oi ref! You blatantly saw his left leg,
Clipping Ryan in the box, that's a red
He was one on one with the keeper,
Have a word with the linesman flagging on your left,
I mean they should be playing with 10 men,
He was well past the line, past defence,
What the f___ are they saying?
Come on what's the delay?
Send him off to the, the bench!
What do you mean he was f___ing offside?
Ain't you flippin opened your eyes?
He was through on the ball,
And his right foot to score in the top corner to equalise.
Ref he should be taking the spot kick,
Are you a f___ing alcoholic?
You was metres away, mate give us a break,
We don't take it out of your pocket
That's f___ing out of order ref, how come?
You were quick to book him, what has he done?
What do you mean for dissent and recent comments when?
I was just having some fun

He just shakes his head,
And f___ing walks away,
There's 10 minutes left,
It's always his way,
Every time we've met,
He's f___ed up the day,
Without the referee it'd be a fairer game!

It's common sense lads, f___ing common sense,
All the f___ing b____ stay on offence,
Defence, defend, we've only got 20 to go till the end,
What is the keeper playing at?
Stay on your f___ing line, Matt stay on his back!
f___ing tackle! What do you mean your ankle?
Ref's pulling your leg, I can see from this angle.
That's not a f___ing card. f___ off, never!
He's not f___ing hurt, he's trying to be f___ing clever,
Hold your tongue Paul son, keep it together,
Or that could be you in the f___ing black book.
And that's far from a f___ing happy look,
We dropped down the drain, fancy getting some hooks
f___'s sake is he off, or is he off the hook?
Only a f___ing caution, nearly had me shook.
But a free kick in our direction,
Right at the edge of the box we'll need protection.
Oh s___ El Guerro takes it in discretion,
Come on boys sort out your f___ing selection

He places the ball,
Then goes takes six steps back,
There's a hole in the wall,
Someone please fill the gap,
If he f___ing scores,
I'll be facing the sack,
Not to mention my head in the Sun getting axed.

f___ing hell keeper, keep on your toes,
He's gonna swing it up in the corner, here he goes,
On your right son, s___ I can read his flow,
Its curling, its curling, don't let it go,
Oh f___ no. I f___ing knew it.
I f___ing knew it. We've gone and blew it.
At 5 on the clock we had the game in the bag,
Was winning the nag, now we're heading out,
Must have had the right idea, we're scratching our heads in doubt
I've gone down the drain, and another round,
When me and the lads all meet down the Flushing Dam,
2 minutes left, might as well check the oven now,
Who? Us? When? How? I mean who got fouled?
A f___ing penalty, now we're in with a shout.
I cant believe it, come on Jase do us proud,
Come on mate, come on mate, to your left!
To your left mate! Come on! You can do it!
What the f... what the...what the f___s wrong with this TV?