People always sayin' my style is wild
You've got balls, you've got piles
Step to me I'm a tiki taka-o-phile
If you want to battle you're in denial
Comin' from Uranus to check my style
Go ahead, put my teeth on trial
Cast you off into exile
The Brendan & Gerrard Show
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People always sayin' my style is wild
You've got balls, you've got piles
Step to me I'm a tiki taka-o-phile
If you want to battle you're in denial
Comin' from Uranus to check my style
Go ahead, put my teeth on trial
Cast you off into exile
People always sayin' my style is wild
You've got balls, you've got piles
Step to me I'm a tiki taka-o-phile
If you want to battle you're in denial
Comin' from Uranus to check my style
Go ahead, put my teeth on trial
Cast you off into exile
Brendan with letters from all 3 of his biggest fans
Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Help Liverpool win the league"
This will be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been 29 years and still no league, we don't deserve it!!
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 40 in a 30
Hey Bren, I drank a coffee mocha
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that ref who could a saved that other guy from losing
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, we are now relying on Brighton
But it's too late, I read a thousand RAWK poems now, I'm teary
And all I wanted was a lousy win or a draw
I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall
I love you Bren, you coulda been an Anfield legend, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Bren, shut up b*tch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Bren, that's my mate Steve carrying on the floor
But I didn't hurt him, I just sang RAWK, see I ain't like you
'Cause if he''s sentimental, you'll suffer more, and then you'll lose too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at Anfield now
Oh sh*t, I forgot, the Royal Mail is fecking useless
Very, very, very good...
Brendan with letters from all 3 of his biggest fans
Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Help Liverpool win the league"
This will be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been 29 years and still no league, we don't deserve it!!
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 40 in a 30
Hey Bren, I drank a coffee mocha
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that ref who could a saved that other guy from losing
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, we are now relying on Brighton
But it's too late, I read a thousand RAWK poems now, I'm teary
And all I wanted was a lousy win or a draw
I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall
I love you Bren, you coulda been an Anfield legend, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Bren, shut up b*tch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Bren, that's my mate Steve carrying on the floor
But I didn't hurt him, I just sang RAWK, see I ain't like you
'Cause if he''s sentimental, you'll suffer more, and then you'll lose too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at Anfield now
Oh sh*t, I forgot, the Royal Mail is fecking useless
Bravo! Kudos to all who contributed!
That's brilliant
Brendan with letters from all 3 of his biggest fans
Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Help Liverpool win the league"
This will be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been 29 years and still no league, we don't deserve it!!
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 40 in a 30
Hey Bren, I drank a coffee mocha
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that ref who could a saved that other guy from losing
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, we are now relying on Brighton
But it's too late, I read a thousand RAWK poems now, I'm teary
And all I wanted was a lousy win or a draw
I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall
I love you Bren, you coulda been an Anfield legend, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Bren, shut up b*tch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Bren, that's my mate Steve carrying on the floor
But I didn't hurt him, I just sang RAWK, see I ain't like you
'Cause if he''s sentimental, you'll suffer more, and then you'll lose too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at Anfield now
Oh sh*t, I forgot, the Royal Mail is fecking useless
Man City v Leicester, Monday 6th May
♪Now this looks like a job for me,
So everybody just follow me,
And we don't need help from Slippy G
'Cause he won't win sh*t for LFC♪
♪Move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what you're gonna do now
Dong in, now Dong out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell you what I'm gonna do now
Keep slippin slippin slippin slippin' (what?)
Keep slippin slippin slippin slippin' (come on)
Keep slippin slippin slippin slippin' (yeah)
Keep slippin slippin slippin slippin
Now I know you'll be lovin' this sh*t right here
B.R.E.N Rodgers is right here
People on the Cafe put them hands in the air
'Cause if you don't care, then we don't care
One, two, three four ,five to the six
Jolts in for your fix with the Bren Rodgers mix
So where the feck you at RAWK?
Shut the feck up and back the feck up
While I feck this league up♪
Brendan with letters from all 3 of his biggest fans
Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Help Liverpool win the league"
This will be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been 29 years and still no league, we don't deserve it!!
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 40 in a 30
Hey Bren, I drank a coffee mocha
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that ref who could a saved that other guy from losing
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, we are now relying on Brighton
But it's too late, I read a thousand RAWK poems now, I'm teary
And all I wanted was a lousy win or a draw
I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall
I love you Bren, you coulda been an Anfield legend, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Bren, shut up b*tch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Bren, that's my mate Steve carrying on the floor
But I didn't hurt him, I just sang RAWK, see I ain't like you
'Cause if he''s sentimental, you'll suffer more, and then you'll lose too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at Anfield now
Oh sh*t, I forgot, the Royal Mail is fecking useless
Wow - utterly brilliant haha
Brendan with letters from all 3 of his biggest fans
Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Help Liverpool win the league"
This will be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been 29 years and still no league, we don't deserve it!!
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 40 in a 30
Hey Bren, I drank a coffee mocha
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that ref who could a saved that other guy from losing
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, we are now relying on Brighton
But it's too late, I read a thousand RAWK poems now, I'm teary
And all I wanted was a lousy win or a draw
I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall
I love you Bren, you coulda been an Anfield legend, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Bren, shut up b*tch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Bren, that's my mate Steve carrying on the floor
But I didn't hurt him, I just sang RAWK, see I ain't like you
'Cause if he''s sentimental, you'll suffer more, and then you'll lose too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at Anfield now
Oh sh*t, I forgot, the Royal Mail is fecking useless
Brendan Rodgers - All Slips (and no trophies)
Somebody once told me City were gonna slippy
I ain't the slippiest tool at Pool
They were looking kind of dumb with their chants and their fans
And most of em' didn't finish their preschool
Well the glory starts coming and They don't stop slipping
Blaming the rules while I'm sat here wanking
Didn't make sense live to blame Fergie
Your brain isn't smart and now you hate Citeh
So much slipping, so much slipping
So what's wrong with (me) browsing Jobstreet?
I'll die for the Fox and not Pool
I'm very smart and not a fool
Hey now, you'll win feck all, Klopp is pointless, bellend
Hey now, metal football, garlic is weakness, and wind
And all that strong ain't Jaws
Only sparkling tan (me) breaks the Laws
It's a good place and They said it gets better
And no, it's the water, what the feck do you expect?
But the Slippy man begged to differ
Judging by the hole in Demba Ba's pocket
The ground They walked was getting pretty thin
And Slippy G tripped into banana skin
The Ba was on fire, where's Martin Skrtel
That's the way I like it and We do need a sequel
Hey now, you'll win feck all, Klopp is pointless, bellend
Hey now, metal football, garlic is weakness, and wind
And all that strong ain't Jaws
Only sparkling tan (me) breaks the Laws ♪
Listen to the full version of All Slips on Spotify.
Somebody once told me City were gonna slippy
I ain't the slippiest tool at Pool
They were looking kind of dumb with their chants and their fans
And most of em' didn't finish their preschool
Well the glory starts coming and They don't stop slipping
Blaming the rules while I'm sat here wanking
Didn't make sense live to blame Fergie
Your brain isn't smart and now you hate Citeh
So much slipping, so much slipping
So what's wrong with (me) browsing Jobstreet?
I'll die for the Fox and not Pool
I'm very smart and not a fool
Hey now, you'll win feck all, Klopp is pointless, bellend
Hey now, metal football, garlic is weakness, and wind
And all that strong ain't Jaws
Only sparkling tan (me) breaks the Laws
It's a good place and They said it gets better
And no, it's the water, what the feck do you expect?
But the Slippy man begged to differ
Judging by the hole in Demba Ba's pocket
The ground They walked was getting pretty thin
And Slippy G tripped into banana skin
The Ba was on fire, where's Martin Skrtel
That's the way I like it and We do need a sequel
Hey now, you'll win feck all, Klopp is pointless, bellend
Hey now, metal football, garlic is weakness, and wind
And all that strong ain't Jaws
Only sparkling tan (me) breaks the Laws ♪
Listen to the full version of All Slips on Spotify.
Brendan with letters from all 3 of his biggest fans
Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Help Liverpool win the league"
This will be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been 29 years and still no league, we don't deserve it!!
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 40 in a 30
Hey Bren, I drank a coffee mocha
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that ref who could a saved that other guy from losing
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, we are now relying on Brighton
But it's too late, I read a thousand RAWK poems now, I'm teary
And all I wanted was a lousy win or a draw
I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall
I love you Bren, you coulda been an Anfield legend, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Bren, shut up b*tch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Bren, that's my mate Steve carrying on the floor
But I didn't hurt him, I just sang RAWK, see I ain't like you
'Cause if he''s sentimental, you'll suffer more, and then you'll lose too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at Anfield now
Oh sh*t, I forgot, the Royal Mail is fecking useless
Stevie G, captain, leader, manager, gin connoisseur
https://www.thescottishsun.co.uk/ne...ven-gerrard-rangers-gin-water-angel-alkaline/
*bottled at Selhurst Park
https://www.thescottishsun.co.uk/ne...ven-gerrard-rangers-gin-water-angel-alkaline/
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STEVEN GERRARD SAYS SOMETHING
Smiling Steven Gerrard celebrated Rangers' draw with Progres Niederkorn by complaining about everything. Before boarding the team van, the former True Detective star dismissed the glory of reaching Europa League Qualifying Round 23 of 97 and moaned a lot instead:
Smiling Steven Gerrard celebrated Rangers' draw with Progres Niederkorn by complaining about everything. Before boarding the team van, the former True Detective star dismissed the glory of reaching Europa League Qualifying Round 23 of 97 and moaned a lot instead:
https://www.football365.com/news/grumpy-gerrard-didnt-enjoy-watching-latest-rangers-grindFootball365 said:
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EXPRESS: GERARRD CLAIMS 'EU ALPHABETICAL CONSPIRACY'...AND SPELLING MISTAKE
Steven Gerrard
Tributes have poured in through the toilet as the managerial career of Steven Gerrard esquire tragically died in Scotland. Despite his Rangers team of elite footballers standing proudly second behind Celtic in the Lego League, Gerrard is an unhappy man...ager. A lifetime of 'always the bridesmaid, never the bride' disappointments - Gerrard was voted second behind Eddie Izzard for five consecutive years by readers of Jackie magazine in their Sexiest Man contest - has arguably exacerbated his bitterness; well, that and never winning a league title despite nearly dying of exhaustion in every game he played. Now, though, the Scouse legend with a list of honours as long as your armpit quite reasonably believes that unelected bigwigs in the European Union and old nemesis Sir Alex Ferguson have joined forces to deny him and 'those Jocks who I brilliantly manage' their due:
"Last weekend," Gerrard shouted at frightened passersby outside Glasgow's Wilko store, "My team were top of the league. But when my wife's masseur posted me the Sunday 'papers, I read that bloody Celtic were in first place! How is that possible? According to the biased bastards at the Oxford Dictionary, 'Celtic' comes before 'Rangers' in the alphabet! What a rip-off. Well, I wasn't having that so I rang my mate Graeme for some expert insight but his voicemail kept mumbling drunkenly about killing a Frenchman..."
(L-R Souness, Gerrard)
When this reporter sheepishly pointed out that Celtic were actually top because of a superior goal difference, Gerrard's normally cheerful attitude f*cked off rapid. "It's not fair," he squealed, "I read in the Express that the EU passed a law which means that no British manager can ever win a title...except multilingual Roy Hodgson in Estonia Division Three. And the rabbit hutch goes even deeper - 'Sir' Alex Ferguson heads a secret cabal of alien Knights Templars beneath the Holy City of Raith Rovers. So obviously his fingerprints are all over this anti-Rangers conspiracy...despite his cunning disguise as a Rangers player, shareholder, lifelong supporter, and also matchday mascot. He won't rest until I've failed. Fergie never sleeps... he's like a vampire or someone on a diet. Wake up, sheeple! By the way, Brendan's Leicester wouldn't be in fourth place if it wasn't for those meddling kids...at the EU. Oh, and then there's that German bloke conveniently winning the Champions League and stopping me getting my destined job at my beloved Everton...I mean, Liverpool; he couldn't have achieved that without UEFA shenanigans."
(L-R Souness, Gerrard)
As your correspondent pretended he'd left the gas stove on and hailed a passing milk float, Gerrard petulantly returned his MBE to Timpsons and then phoned his friend Gary Brexit of Sky Sports, only to hear a voicemail message mumbling drunkenly about killing a Frenchman.
Related Express exclusives:
Boris: "I believe Gerrard"
Princess Diana: "So do I"
Brendan: "I didn't say this"
More good BREXIT news about taking back control!
Get on the post-Brexit property stepladder! Win the right to look at someone else's house*!
*House located abroad. Binoculars not included.
Steven Gerrard
Tributes have poured in through the toilet as the managerial career of Steven Gerrard esquire tragically died in Scotland. Despite his Rangers team of elite footballers standing proudly second behind Celtic in the Lego League, Gerrard is an unhappy man...ager. A lifetime of 'always the bridesmaid, never the bride' disappointments - Gerrard was voted second behind Eddie Izzard for five consecutive years by readers of Jackie magazine in their Sexiest Man contest - has arguably exacerbated his bitterness; well, that and never winning a league title despite nearly dying of exhaustion in every game he played. Now, though, the Scouse legend with a list of honours as long as your armpit quite reasonably believes that unelected bigwigs in the European Union and old nemesis Sir Alex Ferguson have joined forces to deny him and 'those Jocks who I brilliantly manage' their due:
"Last weekend," Gerrard shouted at frightened passersby outside Glasgow's Wilko store, "My team were top of the league. But when my wife's masseur posted me the Sunday 'papers, I read that bloody Celtic were in first place! How is that possible? According to the biased bastards at the Oxford Dictionary, 'Celtic' comes before 'Rangers' in the alphabet! What a rip-off. Well, I wasn't having that so I rang my mate Graeme for some expert insight but his voicemail kept mumbling drunkenly about killing a Frenchman..."
(L-R Souness, Gerrard)
When this reporter sheepishly pointed out that Celtic were actually top because of a superior goal difference, Gerrard's normally cheerful attitude f*cked off rapid. "It's not fair," he squealed, "I read in the Express that the EU passed a law which means that no British manager can ever win a title...except multilingual Roy Hodgson in Estonia Division Three. And the rabbit hutch goes even deeper - 'Sir' Alex Ferguson heads a secret cabal of alien Knights Templars beneath the Holy City of Raith Rovers. So obviously his fingerprints are all over this anti-Rangers conspiracy...despite his cunning disguise as a Rangers player, shareholder, lifelong supporter, and also matchday mascot. He won't rest until I've failed. Fergie never sleeps... he's like a vampire or someone on a diet. Wake up, sheeple! By the way, Brendan's Leicester wouldn't be in fourth place if it wasn't for those meddling kids...at the EU. Oh, and then there's that German bloke conveniently winning the Champions League and stopping me getting my destined job at my beloved Everton...I mean, Liverpool; he couldn't have achieved that without UEFA shenanigans."
(L-R Souness, Gerrard)
As your correspondent pretended he'd left the gas stove on and hailed a passing milk float, Gerrard petulantly returned his MBE to Timpsons and then phoned his friend Gary Brexit of Sky Sports, only to hear a voicemail message mumbling drunkenly about killing a Frenchman.
Related Express exclusives:
Boris: "I believe Gerrard"
Princess Diana: "So do I"
Brendan: "I didn't say this"
More good BREXIT news about taking back control!
Get on the post-Brexit property stepladder! Win the right to look at someone else's house*!
*House located abroad. Binoculars not included.
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Saboteurs trying to frustrate Make Rangers Great Again
Fecking Alex Ferguson and Emperor David Gill now they are running the SFA.
In 1993/1994/1996/1997/1999/2000/2001/2003/2007/2008/2009/2011/2013 they also ran the English FA
AND I also find Meghan Markle's LACK of opinion on the anti-Rangers conspiracy VERY problematic
Wake me up when September this fecking league ends
Feeling thoughtful, might delete later
Celtic opened a 3 point gap over Steven Gerrard (ft.Rangers) following a 2-0 win. With only four games gone, Rangers will be focusing on other domestic honours, but Gerrard esq. took a very philosophical approach. Live streaming from the car park on a plastic chair he told some Rangers fans, Remoaners and a nearby Phil Thompson.
"To quote Cantona, As flies to wanton boys we are for the goats, Soon the science will not only be able to slow down the ageing of the cells, but maybe stop Celtic winning the league. Obviously that science wasn't there today. But soon the science will fix the team to the Rangers and so we will become eternal. The ongoing process to beat Celtic is ongoing. Unturned stones will be turned. I look at my hands and I say to myself it's there, the answer to Rangers, it is my hands.
Pundits reacted to this, with the human form of punditry excellence, ClickBait Chris Sutton saying......'I WILL SAY ANY RANDOM CONTROVERSIAL STUFF JUST FOR ATTENTION AND MY EMPLOYERS WILL USE CAPITIAL LETTERS LIKE THIS TO GET YOUR ATTENTION, IT IS WORKING ISN'T IT. I CAN SAY ANYTHING AND THE DAILY MAIL AND TW*TTER WILL REPORT ON THIS AND USE CAPITIAL LETTERS IN THEIR HEADLINE SAYING HOW CHRIS SUTTON CONTROVERSIALLY SAYS SOMETHING THAT 99% FANS DON'T AGREE WITH.!!!!!!!!!!!!
Feeling thoughtful, might delete later
Celtic opened a 3 point gap over Steven Gerrard (ft.Rangers) following a 2-0 win. With only four games gone, Rangers will be focusing on other domestic honours, but Gerrard esq. took a very philosophical approach. Live streaming from the car park on a plastic chair he told some Rangers fans, Remoaners and a nearby Phil Thompson.
"To quote Cantona, As flies to wanton boys we are for the goats, Soon the science will not only be able to slow down the ageing of the cells, but maybe stop Celtic winning the league. Obviously that science wasn't there today. But soon the science will fix the team to the Rangers and so we will become eternal. The ongoing process to beat Celtic is ongoing. Unturned stones will be turned. I look at my hands and I say to myself it's there, the answer to Rangers, it is my hands.
Pundits reacted to this, with the human form of punditry excellence, ClickBait Chris Sutton saying......'I WILL SAY ANY RANDOM CONTROVERSIAL STUFF JUST FOR ATTENTION AND MY EMPLOYERS WILL USE CAPITIAL LETTERS LIKE THIS TO GET YOUR ATTENTION, IT IS WORKING ISN'T IT. I CAN SAY ANYTHING AND THE DAILY MAIL AND TW*TTER WILL REPORT ON THIS AND USE CAPITIAL LETTERS IN THEIR HEADLINE SAYING HOW CHRIS SUTTON CONTROVERSIALLY SAYS SOMETHING THAT 99% FANS DON'T AGREE WITH.!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is supported to be a parody thread, chief, not actual reportage.
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Rodgers denies Gerrard claims about Liverpool title slip
"I know it was you, Fredo."
"I know it was you, Fredo."
Brendan had the chance to insert the slip part there, but looks like he is a better man than Stevie Me.Rodgers denies Gerrard claims about Liverpool title slip
"I know it was you, Fredo."
The fact that this thread exists simelteniously to the fact that many members of the Caf want Rodgers to be our new manager is embarrassing.
Wish I could tag them lot in here but it would be such a drag so I'm just going to have a laugh and move on.
Wish I could tag them lot in here but it would be such a drag so I'm just going to have a laugh and move on.
The last six years have left me embarrassed and confused, nothing that ever was posted on the caf comes close to the embarrassment we’ve seen on the pitch and all the money we squandered...
That went well.
Boyz 2 Men 1
After the match:
(L-R Souness, Gerrard)
Of all the stuff on here, this pic and the "L-R Souness, Gerrard" tag really tickled me.
Fair play, Stevie Me was begging to be bantered.
I'm a bit late to the party but I've just seen this. Majestic.
Brendan with letters from all 3 of his biggest fans
Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Help Liverpool win the league"
This will be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been 29 years and still no league, we don't deserve it!!
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 40 in a 30
Hey Bren, I drank a coffee mocha
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that ref who could a saved that other guy from losing
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, we are now relying on Brighton
But it's too late, I read a thousand RAWK poems now, I'm teary
And all I wanted was a lousy win or a draw
I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall
I love you Bren, you coulda been an Anfield legend, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Bren, shut up b*tch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Bren, that's my mate Steve carrying on the floor
But I didn't hurt him, I just sang RAWK, see I ain't like you
'Cause if he''s sentimental, you'll suffer more, and then you'll lose too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at Anfield now
Oh sh*t, I forgot, the Royal Mail is fecking useless
The glory-grabbing twit returns...
https://www.football365.com/news/gerrard-wonders-whether-he-left-liverpool-a-year-too-earlyFootball365 said:
He is a bit special that Stevie.
Psychic Stevie strikes again:
Football 365 said:
Technically Liverpool won because Manchester United 'didn't play football'
Gerrard said: