Cod Almighty | Article
by Paul Thundercliffe
20 December 2019
Not so much East 17 as DN35...
Grimsby, if you’ve got to play a game
I don’t think
I can take the pain
Won’t you score another goal
Oh don’t slip on the Blundell grass
Don’t overhit the final pass
Won’t you score another goal.
Don’t you know
We’ve gone too long now
Just to score
And try to throw one in the goal
Tonight I saw online
That Town had scored
I looked again and it was fifteen yards offside.
I’ve only just begun
To realise
It’s been so long
You keep on putting the chances wide.
Grimsby, if you’ve got to play a game
I don’t think
I can take the pain
Won’t you score another goal
Oh don’t slip on the Blundell grass
Don’t overhit the final pass
Won’t you score another goal.
I hold my head when Town are playing
No more goals
Don’t understand what’s going on
Good times we had return
To haunt me
Like Podge Amond
Where did it all start going wrong?
Grimsby, if you’ve got to play a game
I don’t think
I can take the pain
Won’t you score another goal
Oh don’t slip on the Blundell grass
Don’t overhit the final pass
Won’t you score another goal.