I have to say they're on my mind
Those glory days left far behind.
The days of cups and title wins
They're over, over
It's not that we're a rubbish team
We just need a brand new regime
We need someone who knows the game
For gaffer, gaffer

Players should fight for us
Without the fans they would just be living on the dole.
I watched them as a kid
I want them like Real Madrid
I don't care if that's not fair,

Cause I want football, or nothing at all
There's nowhere left to fall when you're
Relegated from the third division.
League football.
We need to survive
We need it to thrive
Just a win away at Torquay,
Would leave us with
Our precious football.

There are times I can't deny
Only my memories get me by
The present's just too sad and I must show it, show it.
And then there's times I see my wife.
Holding a great big carving knife
She says I'm lost, football's my life.
I know it, know it.

I made her promises,
But how could I have known?
That day we'd won three nil!
She's getting tired of me
She's starting to watch rugby
And not France v Brazil.

Cause I want football, or nothing at all
There's nowhere left to fall when you're
Relegated from the third division.
League football.
We need to survive
We need it to thrive
Just a win away at Torquay,
Would leave us with
Our precious football.

Cause my great team, could lose it all if they don't beat Torquay by three clear goals
We've got no real hope.

Cause I want football, or nothing at all.
There's nowhere left to fall, when you're losers.
League football etc.