A song for Roy Keane.

And now, the end is near
They'll sack me soon
As I'm psychotic
Haaland, I'll smash your legs
Because you laughed, I'll try to kill you

I've lived a life that's full
Not won a game since last September
And more, much more than this
I lost them my way

Regrets, I've had a few
But then again, I manage Ipswich
I grew what I had to grow
It made me look like a mental seaman
I spent so many pounds
On rubbish clowns
Like Tamas Priskin

And more, much more than this
I spent them my way

Yes there were times, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
I loaned out Lisbie, but I still had Stead
And bags of s**te
Like Gareth McAuley
I faced it all, thought I might stand tall
But I'll walk out my way

Posted By: Ottosson Foxtrot, Sep 26, 18:35:22