If we all manage to get in weds v Leipzig…

Theeee, ticket store they said to me it’s digital for you,
And if it’s not your out the door and we won’t see you no more,
So then one Saturday afternoon I went to phones4u,
I got a phone with Apple Pay, free text and data too,
I put my ticket on my phone and set off to the ground,
And if you’re at the turnstiles you’re sure to hear this sound


Hark now hear, we can’t get in,
we’ve been out here, all day,
and we will fight, forever more,
Because of Apple Pay
 
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If I die in the ticket office, woah-oh woah-oh, If I die in the ticket office, woah-oh woah-oh, If I die in the ticket office, there'll be ten tickets at my feet, Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh.

Use your phone and use your app, woah-oh woah-oh, Use your phone and use your app, woah-oh woah-oh, Use your phone and use your app, ten tickets my feet, Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh.
 
Bring back Mark Burgess from The Chameleons, who started on the windows at Maine Road as a low paid temp and was the ticket sales manager within a year, driving a Beemer. Just by being vaguely competent and not having got the job through nepotism
 
oh my phone, you left me stranded alone,
The bastards turned me away,
I left the charger at home
 
Sitting in my own chewing on a bone
I’m on hold to City on the phone
When I was cut off for third third time somewhere round half past five

I’m on hold again you know I can’t complain
Cos thirty thousand other Blues are again
We’re fucking stranded outside the ground in the rain

I wanna talk tonight
Until the morning light
Bout this ticket strife
You and me see how we are

You might be on hold for half the fucking day
So you make sure you eat in case
You take the piss City, just answer the fucking phone
Sick of this shit I think I’m gonna cry
And i think my battery might die
I know I’ll be on hold here for maybe another day

I wanna talk tonight
Until the morning light
Bout this ticket strife

Bout this ticket strife (I wanna talk tonight)

Bout this ticket strife (I wanna talk tonight)

Bout this ticket strife (I wanna talk tonight)

Bout this ticket strife (I wanna talk tonight)

I wanna talk tonight

I wanna talk tonight

I wanna talk tonight

I wanna talk tonight
 
Bring back Mark Burgess from The Chameleons, who started on the windows at Maine Road as a low paid temp and was the ticket sales manager within a year, driving a Beemer. Just by being vaguely competent and not having got the job through nepotism
What tune is that to?
 
G.O.O
G.L.E
Doesn’t fucking work for me,
With a nick knack paddy whack,
Give a dog a bone,
Might as well have stayed at home.
 

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