Last night, I was challenged to use every current registered squad player's name (First, last or beween) within the Bohemian Rhapsody lyrics by a friend when chatting bollox. I'm both quite proud I've found a way to do it, and also very worried why I did it at all and both the thought / stretching / abuse of words to make it work. Anyway. Powerjugs presents: Bohemian Watfordy: Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught Imra landslide, no escape from reality Open Joao eyes, look up to the skies and see I'm just a poor boy, I need no Choudhury Because I'm easy come, easy go, little high, little low Any Rey the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me Gaspar, just killed a man Put a gun against his head, Pollock my trigger, now he's dead Sema, life had just begun But now I've gone and thrown it all away Hamer, ooh, didn't mean to make you cry If I'm not back again this time Tom-orrow Kalu on, Kalu on, as if nothing really matters Too late, my time has come Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go Gotta leave you all behind and face the Troost Kaba, ooh I don't wanna die I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all I see a little Hassane of a man Bashiru, Bashiru, will you do the Francisco? Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me Voukan Bayo, Voukan Bayo, Voukan Bayo, Bayo Magnifico But I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me He's just a poor boy from a poor family Sarr him his life from this Hause-trosity? Easy Craig, easy go, will you let me go? Ismailla! No, we will not let you go (Joe Hungbo!) **Ismailla!** We will not let you go (Joe Hungbo!) **Ismailla!** We will not let you go (Joe Hungbo!) Will not let you go (Joe Hungbo!) Will not let you go (Never, never, never, never let me go) Ah Edo-o-o-o-o-Okoye! (Oh Ngakia, Ngakia) Ngakia, let me go Daniel Bachmann has Asprilla put aside for me, for me, for me! So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye? So you think you can love me and leave me to die? Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby! Just Gosling out, Gosling get right outta here Nothing really matters, anyone can see Nothing really matters Nothing really matters Daviiiiiis
OMG that is so good dude! Well done for thinking that up more or less on the fly. I love the connection with Gosling - what most of us want - Gosling OUT.
Brings me back. http://wfcforums.com/index.php?threads/andre-carrillo.52981/page-14#post-2564476 Alman walks down the street He says why aren’t I playing in the middle now Why am I stuck on the wing The rest of my life is so hard I need an international opportunity I want a shot at goal Don't want to end up a benchwarmer In a Mazzari team Doyley Doyley Twice in a lifetime Far away now making me sad Deeney’s belly Deeney’s belly Get these snacks away from me He doesn’t find this stuff amusing anymore If you'll be my Boothroyd I can be your long lost player I can call you Betty And Betty when you call me You can call me Almen Holebas walks down the street He says why am I short of temper Got a short little span of a temper And why are my fights so long It’s all Greek to me What if I get another card Who’s in the Chalobar role-model Now that my Chalobar is Back Back He buggered off from Chelsea With some roly-poly little Amrabat bat-faced man All along along There were fouls and penalties There were kicks and injuries If you'll be my Boothroyd I can be your long lost player I can call you Betty And Betty when you call me You can call me Almen Call me Almen Almen walks down the street It's a street in a strange town Maybe it's the Third World Maybe it's Sheffield or around He speaks many languages He holds no captaincy He is a foreign man He is surrounded by no sound no sound no supporters in the stadium Scatterlings and orphanages He looks around, around He sees graffiti on the architecture Spinning in Sheffield He says Almen! Whats it come to!? If you'll be my Boothroyd I can be your long lost player I can call you Betty And Betty when you call me You can call me Almen Call me Almen
