Squeeze - Beautiful Game lyrics

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 gla** 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 pa**ed 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