Terrace Lost Its Soul Lyrics - The Business

London town is [unverified] from in England 

Grew up on the streets through anarchy 

Time moved on football was our family 

It's our life, it's every thing to me 

Oh, oh, the terrace lost its soul 

Oh, oh, money moved in 

Poor man working hard for the rich man 

Working from the cradle to the grave 

Thirty million for Rio Ferdinand 

It looks like it's the fans who have to pay