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King Power Rhapsody Cover of Bohemian Rhapsody Lcfc
King Power Rhapsody - printed by the Leicester Mercury after the victory against Chelsea before Christmas Is this the real life? Or just a fox fantasy? Man U now Chelsea, it's a Leicester reality. Open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see, We're not a small club, we need no sympathy, Points are easy come, easy go, We hit a high, hit a low, Depends which way the wind blows but Leicester's all that matters to me... to me. Mama, we signed a man, We paid a million for this guy, At the time we all asked why. But Mama, now he's scored again, And that means that he's scored fifteen so far... Mama, ooh, our expectations weren't this high And if we don't top the league this time tomorrow, We'll carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters. Mahrez, his time has come, Sent shivers down my spine, Scintillating all the time. Goodbye, Aston Villa, you've got to go, Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth. Mama, ooh (we play until the ref blows), Lawro said we'd lose, I sometimes wish he'd never been born at all. I see a little silhouetto of a man, Oh Special One, Special One, will you do the Fandango? Thunderbolt and lightning, But he's not even frightening me. Ranieri, Ranieri, Ranieri Claudio, Magnifico. Claudio 'We're just-a Leicester, no-a-body likes us' Mourinho 'They're just a small club, I don't like them, and I haven't liked him (Ranieri) since we worked in Italy'. Easy come, easy go, will the ref not blow? We just don't know but we'll play until he blows, the ref says no, we'll play until he blows, the ref says no, we'll play until he blows, we'll play until he blows He'll Never, never Never never blow No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Claudio 'Oh, mama mia, mama mia (Mama mia, let him blow)' Then Clattenburg puts his whistle to his lips and we, have all three... So you think we're just Leicester and can't be this high; but we're top in December and we could still buy. We're just never gonna quit, and if you chat sh1t you'll get banged..... Nothing really matters anyone can see cause we are Leicester City, Yes we are Leicester City and we're top of the league. (we play until the ref blows...)
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