A Symptom of Modern Society

For all the Wrexham fans battling to save the Racecourse. All the very best. We've been there. Fight till you get rid of the bastard! This poem was written for York fans, after their chairman saw a fans' demo against him and said 'It's a symptom of modern society.'

It's a symptom of modern society.
When our team's getting stuffed, we complain!
When our history's sold for developers' gold
We protest again and again!
It's a symptom of modern society.
When our team's getting stuffed, we complain!
When our history's sold for developers' gold
We protest again and again!
When we're told we're 'half-wits' who 'make trouble'
We get angry and filled with suspicion.
'Cos behind talk like that there's quite often a rat
Abusing a hallowed position....
We're no longer just dumb cannon fodder.
We're the fans, it's our club, and we care.
We want participation, not patronisation!
Let us in - we'll do more than our share.
Please don't tell us to 'mind our own business'.
It's our 'business' as much as it's yours!
We've been there since the start, we're the lifeblood, the heart.
Ever played a match behind closed doors?
It's a symptom of modern society.
We supporters have got off our knees!
It's a symptom we're going to encourage -
Until it becomes a disease!

Attila the Stockbroker

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