Arsenal, my Arsenal, oh what have you done
You’ve turned the love of my life, into something not fun
We used to be one, now there is one great big split
So what happened to our, ‘Victoria Concordia Crescit’
For me it started when you ditched our great crest
Our emblem, our history, the badge we wore on our chest
Our left facing Cannon, was now pointing right
But at the time we were successful, and the future looked bright
So next came the news “we need to move to compete”
“Highbury’s too small, can’t take any more seats”
as things were good on the pitch, with our Double – Double Team
we all bought in, as you sold this new dream
So we finish at Highbury, and we all shed a tear
But your promise of bigger things, made us leave with a cheer
But by selling Invincibles, you were just getting set
to soften the burden, of our Emirates debt
So we move in to our new stadium, and to be fair it’s a beaut
But we realise that quite soon that someone’s hit ‘mute’
No real atmosphere, as our heart’s up the road
and a hoiyk-up in prices, gave club coffers a load
We’re told that “in a few years the Stadium’s paid”
And when that is so, we’ll give the transfer market a raid
So we accept at that time, title challenge no more
And make our seasons aim, to target top 4
Then comes dear Ivan, the club’s lying hound
“By summer 14, we’ll have paid for the ground”
“we’ll soon be in position, to compete with best”
“On and off the pitch with Europe’s elite”……….yeah right, and the rest !
While all this goes on, our stars walk out the door
We hear ‘keep faith in Wenger’, as we reach the top 4
Now credit where due, to Arsene’s Champions League run
With the likes of Denilson, Squillaci, Chamakh……… no one else could have done
But we start to get thumped, when we play all the best
Money still pores in, and you feather your nest
A rift between Gooners, some claim AKB
The WOB s know time’s up…….born is AFTV
Media add year on year, counting our trophy drought
And to deflect from the failings, the excuses come out
On field failings are Arsene’s, but what does he blame
Poor Officials, us Fans, or Financial fair play
The cycle continues, more years of groundhog,
But the FA Cup gives success, and a lift from the fog
3 in 4 years, Wenger should have gone then
With a bow out of success, we could move on again
But he decides to stay on, despite the media knives,
The Shadow Dwellers get it together, and things start to dive
The emergence of Tottenham, to ‘put pressure on’ 😉
Would you adam n eve it, our “4th place is a trophy” has gone
Then Ivan again spouts his “catalyst for change”
But within 9 months, the sale of Sanchez arranged
The downward spiral, it begins to get worse
Everyone in football knows, Arsenal’s bubble has burst
But the stubborn old fool, still won’t change his style
any half decent defence, sees it coming a mile
All this pass pass pass sideways, then through the eye of a needle
Its failing, Is he winding us up ?…… Where’s Jeremy Beadle ?
Continually spanked by the big boys, time after time
Europa League & a Cup run, you tell us that’s fine
The odd signing is made, to keep us believing
But according to Ivan, we’re “over achieving”.
Given your promises, you’ve come up well short
So why not make changes ? ….. Project Wenger abort
So many insipid performances, means our league challenge over
How can ‘compete’ mean, we’re out the race by October
You treat us like punters, we’re pounds, shillings and pence.
Put some of that money, into coaching defence
From our point of view, you just don’t give a toss
As long as turnstiles keep clicking, to come watch this dross
We are not fucking customers, you sold us a dud
A customer goes elsewhere, but this club’s in our blood
You know we can’t do that, we cannot resort
But in truth you are nothing, without our support
So as we stand now, our club has gone stale
and generations of Gooners, are starting to bail
But no change from the boardroom, they don’t think like a fan
Coz share prices are up, to fund a new Ranch for Stan
This season for many, is the final straw
30 points behind Leaders, and our football’s a bore
We’ve gone like this for too long, it’s time for a change
That City Cup Final showed the world, we’re well out of range
Our match support wains, so many empty seats
My boy won’t go anymore, it’s the same old repeats
We look at the crowd, and wonder what the amount
You announce 58,000, do you think we can’t fucking count ?
What next for our Gunners, we really don’t know
But one thing’s for sure Arsene, it’s passed time to go
The Board have put Gooners, at fan civil war
as ‘The Arsenal’ we fell in love with, is sadly no more
But we cling on in hope, that our Gunners pull through
will Kroenke and board, appoint a boss with a clue ?
One day ‘the Syrup’, Gazidis, and Wenger will exit
then perhaps we’ll get back to, Victoria Concordia Crescit
George
She Wore A Yellow Ribbon 