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BSA-me-an Rhapsody


THE "BSA-me-an Rhapsody" ... to the tune of Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody...

Is this the real strife?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a backlash,
No escape from reality.

Open your eyes,
Look up to the stands and see,
I'm just a poor boss, they need no sympathy,
Because they're easy come, easy go,
Lightning high, Lightning low,
Anyway the club falls doesn't really matter to me, to me.

Ladies, just killed a club,
Put a gun against its head,
Pulled my trigger, now the club is dead.
Ladies, strife had just begun,
But now we've gone and thrown it all away.

Ladies, ooh,
Didn't mean to make you cry,
If we're not back again this time tomorrow,
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters.

Lightning, your time has come,
Sent shivers down our spines,
Memories aching all the time.
Goodbye, everybody, they had to go,
Gotta leave history behind and face the truth.

Ladies, ooh (anyway the girls blow),
we don't wanna fund,
we sometimes wish they'd never been formed at all.

I see a little silhouetto of a club,
MarkHub-bard, MarkHub-bard, will you do the Fan-let-go?
Vince-is-gone and Lightning,
Very, very frightening me.
(Laura Hodges) Laura Hodges.
(Laura Hodges) Laura Hodges,
Laura Hodges, time to go
Back to Euro.

I'm just a poor boss, nobody loves me.
He's just a poor boss from blameless BSA,
Spare him his job from this Lightning monstrosity.

Easy come, easy go, will you let them go?
Rachael Sporn! No, we will not let them go. (Let them go!)
Rachael Sporn! We will not let them go. (Let them go!)
Rachael Sporn! We will not let them go. (Let them go!)
Will not let them go. (Let them go!)
Never, never let them go
Never let them go, oh.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Oh, B-ball SA, B-ball SA, (B-ball SA wants them gone.)
B-ball SA has its excuses put aside for them, for them, for them.

So you think you can dump them and spit in their eye?
So you think you can snub them and leave them to die?
Oh, baby, can't do this to them, baby,
Just gotta help out, just gotta help right outta here.

(Oh, yeah, oh yeah)

Nothing really matters,
Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters,
Nothing really matters to us.

Anyway the girls blow...
 

Apr 12

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