Letra de When Saturday Comes

I remember in the 70's Doc Marten Boots & Levi Jeans Standing on the terraces row upon row you couldn't catch me on your video show The old bill never had it sussed the fighting was planned by all of us We couldn't afford trainers and designer clothes We didn't go to football for a pose No fences, no cameras in the 70's Just fanatical fans royal to please When Saturday comes Amblushing coaches and stoning trains If you were nicked you'd get the blame Protect your end till the very last man In those days a court case didn't mean a ban Wear the uniform of aggro every Saturday Rucking on the terraces home and away When Saturday comes it's the time of fun Stay loyal to your mates and never run