(Hey Jude)
Kolo, you are not bad.
I've changed a Beatles song, but it's not better.
Remember if you hear this being sung,
It's my personal man-love letter .
Kolo, against Wolves you played.
Quite well, but could have been better.
Gonna try to get this sung in Mary D's,
When it doesn't work, cry in my bitter.
And come on Kolo feel my pain, let me explain,
I thought that this song would be slightly bolder.
I thought people would think I'm cool, but I'm a fool
No-one'll sing it and I'll get the cold shoulder.
Kolo, I'm getting down.
My web songs don't catch on and i'm getting older.
Remember the Ged Brannan one that didn't work,
That one was out of my song book folder.
So sing it out and let it in, Kolo, begin,
You're gonna have to take responsibility on your shoulders.
You just need to start singing, Kolo, begin,
The silent reaction's becoming colder.
Kolo, this is my bad.
I should have known internet songs don't work.
I thought I had written a masterpiece,
Seems I've made myself look a right berk
Right, berk, right berk, right berk, right berk, right berk, right berk, right berk, right berk.
Oh, NA, NA, NA, NA, NA, NA, NA, NA
NA, NA, NA, NA, Kolo
