Post by staggerstag on Dec 8, 2019 0:12:41 GMT
Seconds after the ref blows up and 'Roll With It' blasts through the stadium, its upbeat strains of defiance and persistence accompanied by the City crowd's singalong, not even hearing the last line of the verse jump up and smack them back to reality as they slump there hoping for a miracle and the only roll they're on is a cheese roll.
All together, in ye best whining, sneering nasal voice while staring sort of upwards.
You gotta roll with it
You gotta take your time
You gotta say what you say
Don't let anybody get in your way
[at this point look downwards]
'Cause it's all too much for me to take
Guardiola gone by May, Champions League Winners
or not. He'll take a year out from it all.
All together, in ye best whining, sneering nasal voice while staring sort of upwards.
You gotta roll with itYou gotta take your time
You gotta say what you say
Don't let anybody get in your way
[at this point look downwards]
'Cause it's all too much for me to take
Guardiola gone by May, Champions League Winners
or not. He'll take a year out from it all.