A song from McLeish

[Legion]

Excellent stuff.

[Risso]

Unhappy Hour by The Housemartinoneillisacunts - from their album London 0 - Villa 0

It's unhappy hour again
I think I might be happy if we weren't managed by them
We're not happy, it's a miserable place to be
Unhappy that we play Emile, nearly in the bottom three
Where the opposition smile
And the meaning of style
Is a one one draw with Stoke
Where you draw or you lose
And its Emile you choose
And if you don't draw then you've lost

What a shit place to be
Don't believe it
'Cause we're in a relgation scrap
and it's never really happened to me
{It's unhappy hour again}
Don't believe it oh no
'Cause its never really happened to me
{It's unhappy hour again}

oh woe woe

It's another game ending in a loss
Thanks to our disaster of a boss
And Lerner tells us, that money doesn't grow on trees
We used to be top six, but now we're on our knees

Where Lerner's closed his wallet
And we're bored out of our minds
And it's driving us all to drink
And then we ask all the questions
And Faulkner doesn't know the answers
It's time to have a rethink
What a shit place to be
Don't believe her
'Cause we're in a relgation scrap
And it's never really happened to me
{It's unhappy hour again}
Don't believe her oh no
'Cause its never really happened to me
{It's unhappy hour again}

woe woe woe woe

Its the same threads on here again, and again, and again
Its the same threads on here again, and again, and again
Its the same threads on here again, and again, and again

[Legion]

Marvellous.

[adrenachrome]

Watching the Holte End get lairy
Is not very pretty I tell thee
With McSheesh in charge it's quite scary
And not very sensible either

By Bolton reseves we got beaten
Earlier on in the season
Again in the week,stands to reason
The fucker has got to go


I predict a riot, I predict a riot
I predict a riot, I predict a riot

[preston28]

With apologies to Squeeze

I never thought it could happen
With me and the club from Aston
But the mess that I’ve got them
Will never be forgotten
I dealt out meagre rations
A team without passions
They said you are lazy
Perhaps I said I may be

I got the job from Randy
He said I'd come in handy
He started me on Sunday
The demos began on Monday
I worked with Peter Grant
Even though his record’s scant
He said he'd been a top star
But that didn’t really get us far

I moved them to basement
With thoughts of relegation
I stayed by the dugout
As many poor games were slug out
I spent my time just pissin'
The good results were missin'
But I had got us fucked up
And all our time it took up

Nothing worked through the winter
The results poor and bitter
I put away a tenner
Each week to make Rangers better
And when the time was ready
We had to sell our Ashley
And make do with the loanee
And little use he turned out to be

Saturday at 4:50
I legged it rather nifty
Down the tunnel lookin’ paler
And thirty minutes later
I gave birth to more excuses
I blamed the supporters’ abuses
I looked a proper ‘nana
As if they needed another

I should’ve been much bolder
I felt the players’ cold shoulder
They left me when my training
Became proper draining
And failure may well take me
From Villa Park to Carey Street
No more nights by the dugout
Being told to get the fuck out

After hearing the fans’ bitching
I feel there's something missing
I'd beg for some forgiveness
Maybe football's not my business
But I won't write the letter
Resignation wouldn’t be better
And so it's my assumption
Villa are really up the junction

Quality!! (as was the origonal!)

[Dr.Feelgood]

EXCELLENT , especially how you SQUEEZED your own words in ...

[Dr.Feelgood]

very good , Risso...

sadly, i doubt we are going to 'Grin Ourselves to Death' under McLeish...

[McGraths Dry Cleaning]

Exellent - I'd like to respond with my own Squeeze tribute with verse one of Labelled With Love (I'd do more but the missus is putting my tea out).

He unscrews the top of a new whiskey bottle
And shuffles about in his millionaires mansion
Like some kind of witch with Blues fingers in mittens
He smells like defeat and the Villains he sickens
The old fashioned tactics are something to picture
Defeat or a draw are a permanent fixture
The postman delivers a sack full of hate mail
He sells off our future and trousers his bankroll

Is this a new sport - McSqueezing or something? Who's next with Cool for Twa*s

[not3bad]

(Agadoo)

Randy bumped into Mcleish somewhere in Small Heath
Well he was getting demoted with Birmingham City
So when Randy said to Alex "Come over to Villa Park"
Alex said 2 mill a year, yes that would be such a lark

And now we're getting no goals
The defense has gone
After another shit game
We'll all be singing this song...

'Eck's no clue, clue, clue
Puts on Heskey-Warnock too.
Eck's no clue, clue, clue
Free transfers-Hutton too

Lerner knew, knew, knew
We would hate him thru and thru.
H&V view, view ,view
Here comes Divisions One & Two.

[preston28]

Unhappy Hour by The Housemartinoneillisacunts - from their album London 0 - Villa 0

It's unhappy hour again
I think I might be happy if we weren't managed by them
We're not happy, it's a miserable place to be
Unhappy that we play Emile, nearly in the bottom three
Where the opposition smile
And the meaning of style
Is a one one draw with Stoke
Where you draw or you lose
And its Emile you choose
And if you don't draw then you've lost

What a shit place to be
Don't believe it
'Cause we're in a relgation scrap
and it's never really happened to me
{It's unhappy hour again}
Don't believe it oh no
'Cause its never really happened to me
{It's unhappy hour again}

oh woe woe

It's another game ending in a loss
Thanks to our disaster of a boss
And Lerner tells us, that money doesn't grow on trees
We used to be top six, but now we're on our knees

Where Lerner's closed his wallet
And we're bored out of our minds
And it's driving us all to drink
And then we ask all the questions
And Faulkner doesn't know the answers
It's time to have a rethink
What a shit place to be
Don't believe her
'Cause we're in a relgation scrap
And it's never really happened to me
{It's unhappy hour again}
Don't believe her oh no
'Cause its never really happened to me
{It's unhappy hour again}

woe woe woe woe

Its the same threads on here again, and again, and again
Its the same threads on here again, and again, and again
Its the same threads on here again, and again, and again

very good Indeed! A chickle to mtself as I sang/read it!1

[Fergal]

With apologies to Squeeze

I never thought it could happen
With me and the club from Aston
But the mess that I’ve got them
Will never be forgotten
I dealt out meagre rations
A team without passions
They said you are lazy
Perhaps I said I may be

I got the job from Randy
He said I'd come in handy
He started me on Sunday
The demos began on Monday
I worked with Peter Grant
Even though his record’s scant
He said he'd been a top star
But that didn’t really get us far

I moved them to basement
With thoughts of relegation
I stayed by the dugout
As many poor games were slug out
I spent my time just pissin'
The good results were missin'
But I had got us fucked up
And all our time it took up

Nothing worked through the winter
The results poor and bitter
I put away a tenner
Each week to make Rangers better
And when the time was ready
We had to sell our Ashley
And make do with the loanee
And little use he turned out to be

Saturday at 4:50
I legged it rather nifty
Down the tunnel lookin’ paler
And thirty minutes later
I gave birth to more excuses
I blamed the supporters’ abuses
I looked a proper ‘nana
As if they needed another

I should’ve been much bolder
I felt the players’ cold shoulder
They left me when my training
Became proper draining
And failure may well take me
From Villa Park to Carey Street
No more nights by the dugout
Being told to get the fuck out

After hearing the fans’ bitching
I feel there's something missing
I'd beg for some forgiveness
Maybe football's not my business
But I won't write the letter
Resignation wouldn’t be better
And so it's my assumption
Villa are really up the junction

God help us as soon as the AM fan club read this !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Joking aside who do you think his fan club is?  No I really am joking, surely there can't be anyone left who thinks he should stay.

[Dave Clark Five]

Let's see how he gets on with some investment.

[Risso]

Let's see how he gets on with some investment.

Who's that by?

[adrenachrome]

Let's see how he gets on with some investment.

Who's that by?

I don't know, but if you hum the tune it we'll sing it.

[Rip Van We Go Again]

Let's see how he gets on with some investment.

Thank you General Crooklock.