Draughts Club Hooligan Lyrics - Heideroosjes

Sunday morning, at transport 

Warping up with escort 

I'll put my fist in front 

I'm alone but singing together 

Even if I need to pull for hours 

The will come off, those luggage shelves 

It's a great sport 

I'll make a mess of every train 

Hooligan 

I am a hooligan 

To promote my draughts club, I kick everything to pieces 

Hooligan 

I am a hooligan 

I test every bus for its springs, why doesn't that get any appreciation? 

It's a beautiful ritual 

As I tear a busstop to four pieces 

You have to have a lot of talent 

A busstop is rooted deep in the concrete 

I called the queen 

I wanted to get a ribbon(*1) 

Because, before the first dam 

I pay out my first punch 

Hooligan 

I am a hooligan 

To promote my draughts club, I kick everything to pieces 

Hooligan 

I am a hooligan 

Every day a heavy strife, doesn't anybody recognize my talent? 

Hooligan 

I am a hooligan 

To promote my draughts club, I kick everything to pieces 

Hooligan 

I am a hooligan 

First I punch, then there's the papers headline 

Hooligan 

I am a hooligan 

I work my fingers to the bone, and then I get a sporting gym ban? 

Hooligan 

I am a hooligan 

Even when I'm alone, I keep kicking around for 'Our Draughts' 

(*1 The Queen of the Netherlands gives ribbons to people who do something special)