Somehow it were never novel
To go up The Oval
Dried out, fried out dusty paddock
Community headache
That's all it was in times of frost
It was simply there because
Nowhere else to feel rotten
Nowhere else to feel rotten
Nowhere else to feel rotten!
Mud and prickles misbegotten
Nowhere else to feel rotten
It seemed to go on forever
Ingrown toenails, boot for leather!
Nowhere else to feel rotten..
In time of summer pterodactyls
Munched imaginary awful prickles
When you did a lap or two
A tyrannosaurs came in view
Two miles of crocodiles
How it seemed after a while
Goalposts were our ghosts
They are still The Oval's guests!
Nowhere else to feel rotten...
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Somehow it were never novel
To go up The Oval
Dried out, fried out dusty paddock
Community headache
That's all it was in times of frost
It was simply there because
Nowhere else to feel rotten
Nowhere else to feel rotten
Nowhere else to feel rotten!
Mud and prickles misbegotten
Nowhere else to feel rotten
It seemed to go on forever
Ingrown toenails, boot for leather!
Nowhere else to feel rotten..
In time of summer pterodactyls
Munched imaginary awful prickles
When you did a lap or two
A tyrannosaurs came in view
Two miles of crocodiles
How it seemed after a while
Goalposts were our ghosts
They are still The Oval's guests!
Nowhere else to feel rotten...
To go up The Oval
Dried out, fried out dusty paddock
Community headache
That's all it was in times of frost
It was simply there because
Nowhere else to feel rotten
Nowhere else to feel rotten
Nowhere else to feel rotten!
Mud and prickles misbegotten
Nowhere else to feel rotten
It seemed to go on forever
Ingrown toenails, boot for leather!
Nowhere else to feel rotten..
In time of summer pterodactyls
Munched imaginary awful prickles
When you did a lap or two
A tyrannosaurs came in view
Two miles of crocodiles
How it seemed after a while
Goalposts were our ghosts
They are still The Oval's guests!
Nowhere else to feel rotten...
Writer: Barry Dickins
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid