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The whistle blows for the grade crossing at Highway 17 as the double-header charges through. lyrics
Clipping Ryan in the box, that's a red
He was one on one with the keeper
Have a word with the linesman flagging on your left
I mean they should be playing with 10 men
He was well past the line, past defense
What the fuck are they saying?
Come on, what's the delay?
Send him off to the, the bench
What do you mean he was fucking offside?
Ain't you flippin' opened your eyes?
He was through on the ball
And his right foot to score in the top corner to equalize
Ref, he should be taking the spot kick
Are you a fucking alcoholic?
You was meters away, mate, give us a break
We don't take it out of your pocket
That's fucking out of order, ref, how come?
You were quick to book him, what has he done?
What do you mean for dissent and recent comments
When I was just having some fun?
He just shakes his head and fucking walks away
There's 10 minutes left, it's always his way
Every time we've met, he's fucked up the day
Without the referee, it'd be a fairer game
It's common sense lads, fucking common sense
All the fucking balls stay on offense
Defense, defend, we've only got 20 to go till the end
What is the keeper playing at?
Stay on your fucking line, Matt stay on his back
Fucking tackle, what do you mean your ankle?
Ref's pulling your leg, I can see from this angle
That's not a fucking card, fuck off, never
He's not fucking hurt, he's trying to be fucking clever
Hold your tongue, Paul, son, keep it together
Or that could be you in the fucking black book
And that's far from a fucking happy look
We dropped down the drain, fancy getting some hooks
Fuck's sake, is he off? Or is he off the hook?
Only a fucking caution, nearly had me shook
But a free kick in our direction
Right at the edge of the box we'll need protection
Oh shit, El Guerro takes it in discretion
Come on boys, sort out your fucking selection
He places the ball, then goes takes six steps back
There's a hole in the wall, someone please fill the gap
If he fucking scores, I'll be facing the sack
Not to mention my head in the sun getting axed
Fucking hell keeper, keep on your toes
He's gonna swing it up in the corner, here he goes
On your right son, shit, I can read his flow
It's curling, it's curling, don't let it go
Oh fuck no, I fucking knew it
I fucking knew it, we've gone and blew it
At 5 on the clock we had the game in the bag
Was winning the nag, now we're heading out
Must have had the right idea
We're scratching our heads in doubt
I've gone down the drain and another round
When me and the lads all meet down the Flushing Dam
2 minutes left, might as well check the oven now
Who? Us? When? How? I mean who got fouled?
A fucking penalty, now we're in with a shout
I cant believe it, come on, Jase, do us proud
Come on mate, come on mate, to your left
To your left mate, come on, you can do it
What the f, what the, what the fuck's wrong with this TV?
Clipping Ryan in the box, that's a red
He was one on one with the keeper
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- Now drifting down the 4 percent grade on the other side of Cumbres, the train glides thru The Narrows as it returns to Chama.
- Engine 484 pulls its train out of the loop at Tanglefoot and whistles for the crossing at Highway 17.
- At Chama, the engine is cut from the train and heads to the west end of the yard to be turned at the wye.
- Whistling in the distance for the crossing at Highway 17, engines 497; a K37 class, and 488; a K36 pull a train up the grade east of Dalton.
- Engine 484 continues eastbound and whistles as it crosses Highway 17 at Cumbres.
- 489 and 488 work together as they challenge the final part of the grade to Cumbres at Windy Point.
- The whistle blows for the grade crossing at Highway 17 as the double-header charges through.
- Back in the yard at Chama, Engine 484 heads for the wye after pulling the caboose off the train that just arrived from Antonito.
- The train continues climbing the 4percent grade west of Cresco.
- Engine 484 maneuvers around the wye at Cumbres with a close-up perspective of the barking exhaust from the smokebox.
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