Beautiful Game Lyrics - Cradle To The Grave - Squeeze

We watched the game like we always did 

We seemed to lose more than we'd win 

The ref would sweat as we'd blame him 

And then the fights would start 

Out where the buses park 

I dodged a few black eyes 

Believe me 

It was good to be alive 

The tribal path led to the pub 

Where we debated how we'd won 

And I'm outside the wayward son 

And then a glass is smashed 

Some fella's on his back 

And it all kicks off again 

As ever 

There's no one to take the blame 

As time goes by I search with vigour 

The days we had seemed so much bigger 

And everyone would point the finger 

So we would do the same 

To be mesmerised by the beautiful game 

My old man passed on the flame of loss 

The team we loved just gathered moss 

On a rolling stone you wouldn't toss 

But if we win or lose 

We're in each other's shoes 

With blood upon our shirts 

Believe me 

You know how that hurts 

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