Chelsea Rhapsody
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Manage a good side
No escape from mediocrity
Open your eyes
Look at the league table and see
I'm just a fat boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm "easy come, easy go"
Long ball style, nice and slow
Anything the fans say, doesn't really matter to me, to me
Roman, just killed your club
Put a legend out of work
Hired me in, the stupid berk
Roman, season had just begun
But now you've gone and thrown it all away
Roman, ooo
Your decisions make fans cry
If Torres starts ahead of Ba tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
Too late, I've ****** it up
You've realised that I'm *****
Team keeps losing all the time
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind with Benayoun
Roman, ooo - (any way the wind blows)
I don't want to go
I'd rather stay here laughing at you all
I see a little silhouette-o of a man
Scaramouche, scaramouche, will you do the Fernando
Thunderbolt and lightning -- very, very frightening me
Emenalo, Emenalo,
Emenalo, Emenalo,
Emenalo, Ashley Cole -- magnifico!
I'm just a fat bloke, nobody loves me
He's just a fat bloke suffering from obesity
Spare our club from this monstrosity
Easy come easy go -- will you make him go?
Malouda! No! We will not let him go! -- Let him go!
Malouda! We will not let him go! -- Let him go!
Malouda! We will not let him go! -- Let me go!
Will not let him go! -- Let him go! Never!
Never let him go! -- Let him go!
Never let him go! -- ooo
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Oh Emenalo, Emenalo, Emenalo! Let him go!
Ron Gourlay has a severence put aside for him!
for him!
for him!!
So you think you can stop me ruining your side
So you think you can stop me from stating the FACTs
Oh Gourlay -- can't do this to me, Gourlay
Just gotta get him out -- just gotta get him right outta here
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Chelsea don't matter
Anyone can see
Chelsea don't matter
Chelsea don't matter to me