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Na
na na na na na na na
Dear Mr. President
come take a walk with me.
Let's pretend
we're just two people
and you're not better than me
I like to ask you some questions
if we can speak
honestly
What
do you feel when you see all the twenty years of
hopelessness?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?
How
do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a fan has no chance to see profi
league?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye,
and tell me why?
Na
na na na na na na na
Dear Mr. President,
were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
"Next years is going better"
We're not dumb and we're not blind
What
kind of fan would leave its club playing alone in the ground?
And what kind of fan may hate the own players when they play
wrong?
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a fan has no chance to see profi
league?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?
Let
me tell you 'bout true fans
Minimum hope with a strong believe
Let me tell you 'bout true fans
Each weekend new feasts in their faces
Let me tell you 'bout true fans
Forever holding blue white in their hearts
Let me tell you 'bout true fans
True fans!
True fans!
You don't know nothing 'bout true fans!
True fans!
True fans!
How
do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear
Mr. President, you'd never take a walk with me...
Or
would you...??
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Thanks to Pink - |
