Celtic outclassed what could simultaneously be both the worst Rangers** team in past 20 years and the best in the next 20 years.
**If they survive.
Goals win games but on so many occasions in the 124 year history of these games brave tackles are equally important and it was an exceptional tackle from Adam Matthews which set this contest alight. Lee Wallace was in possession when Matthews hooked the ball away from him before whipping in a cross which Goian knocked off the toes of Hooper and behind for a corner.
Kris Commons was to have an enormous influence on the game starting with the resultant 17th minute corner. Rangers marked man-to-man but as the Celtic players inside the box moved towards the front post a huge zone was left unmarked at the back post. The ball was inside the box before Charlie Mulgrew but the Celtic defender was flying and dived full-length to head downwards. The bounce left Allan McGregor no chance.
Celtic’s stranglehold on the game was a result of their domination of the key midfield area. Rangers played with Little and Aluko either side of McCulloch up front but Celtic matched up with a risky three in central defence, Loovens, Mulgrew and Wanyama. Such was the gulf in class between Rangers forward players and Celtic’s defenders that the profit Celtic gained in midfield didn’t have a corresponding debit in defence.
Kris Commons scored his first goal of the season on 31 minutes. Gary Hooper collected on the by-line before playing a square pass into space 25 yards from goal. Commons was first to the ball but feigned forward before pulling back and allowing the ball to pass across his body. This fooled Kyle Bartley into lunging for a tackle in a space Commons never ventured into. The deliciously intelligent move unlocked Rangers defences; Commons was clean through with only the keeper to beat, and boy did he beat him.
With McGregor advancing as though the tax man was chasing him, Commons was the personification of cool, carried the ball until 13 yards out and chipped the goalkeeper.
Although Charlie Mulgrew’s crossing was missed, the addition of Emilio Izaguirre, Commons and Adam Matthews into midfield ensured Celtic were always comfortable and threatening in possession. This allowed Scott Brown and Joe Ledley to dominate the central midfield area. Brown played his best game of the season, putting his body between ball and opponent innumerable times, no matter the odds.
By half time, the only question was, how many?
The record books will show a Kris Commons tackle won the ball off Ross McCabe on 54 minutes before Giorgios Samaras passed to Gary Hooper. Hooper’s shot from the 18 yard line rifled into the top corner to complete the scoring.
I said the record books would show this is how the goal happened but another version of events will say that coordinated singing from Celtic fans spooked an inhibited looking Rangers team.
*In administration.
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Dontbrattbakkinanger on 30 April, 2012 at 08:50 said:
Absolutely agree.
Was watching the game with Mrs RWE (she’s very patient and indulges me) and after the first 15 mins said to her “It’s at times like this, you wish you had a Lubo or a Henke.”
20 mins later we were two up and KC had answered the call by making one and scoring the other in Lubo/Henke style.
HH
Dontbrattbakkinanger
I thought the best living Slovak was Sebo. He has given us so many hours of pleasure.
Boom Boom
Happy Monday Celtic fans all over the world;
Here’s The Drifters singing that song that was played at FT yesterday.
Jelly, ice cream and a party.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3CfzB5qsNOo
a great day, a historic day
Okay the rumour is growing some legs..
Brian McNally @McNallyMirror Reply Retweet Favorite · Open
Some very good sources indicating the wheels of #Rangers liquidation are in motion & a statement may not be too far away.
sna plis- there will be a parallel universe where that is the case.
I just wouldn’t want to live in it.
Please let it be today.
Tomorrow is a National Holiday in Slovakia.
Skint FC…love it…
alex thomson @alextomo Reply Retweet Favorite · Open
Scottish Premier League votes today on new sanctions for skint FCs. Rangers bidder Bill Miller watching closely.
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This Needs a Re-Post..Got a Funny Feeling it is Directed to a Certain Moaning Marsupial..:O)))))
setting free the bears on 30 April, 2012 at 00:58 said:
Don’t think I have posted since Friday night.
The game today seemed to be of so little importance. I expected the usual tight match and a narrow Celtic victory.
Instead I got a on-sided victory and 3 very good goals. Not a bad day at all, today.
I want to say goodnight to CQN and well done to:-
Fraser Foster- loanee 3rd choice Newcastle keeper
Adam Matthews- A Bosman project
Glenn Loovens- An un-needed squad centre half, waste of a couple of million
Victor Wanyama- a cheap punt from a minor Belgian outfit
Charlie Mulgrew- A Bosman who’d failed first time around
Emilio Izzaguire- Cheap buy from an unheralded league
Scott Brown- waste of £4m plus headless chicken who cannot pass
Joe Ledley- Joe anonymous- Bosman cheap signing
Kris Commons- overweight one-season wonder
Giorgios Samaras- Punt him!- worst player to ever wear the hoops.
Gary Hooper- League One level striker who plays too deep
And finally. Well done to Neil Lennon, who apparently has no Plan B, only plays his favourites, makes bizarre selections the terracing expert cannot fathom, corner boy, manager of a team full of bottlers, and short-tempered ginger heid.
I love you all and the season you have just given me.
May you all keep on making the same mistakes next year.
SFTB (well oiled at 1)
Summa Still Smilling
A murky, gusty, but decidedly cheery morning for some of the denizens of North Ayrshire.
HAve any of you seen this?
This MUST be a wind-up. It is too funny not to be.
If it is genuine then it says a lot.
http://youtu.be/1pDk75Y1SZ4
Phil MacGiollaBhain @Pmacgiollabhain Reply Retweet Favorite · Open
@McNallyMirror As ever you are well informed buddy :-)
In reply to Brian McNally
Phil backing up B McNally, looks like the Big L is on it’s way, let’s hope so…
Snake Plissken on 30 April, 2012 at 09:15 said:
Are you Davie Provan?
Snake, that’s so last year :)))))
As we all await the news of the appeals and hearings, allow ourselves a moment of caution. Firstly,Celtic,our club, do not do gloating well. We are not a club who luxuriate in others hard times, we have had plenty of our own.I revel and wallow in every goal we score against them and every point we take and I hope they go to the” bad fire” for all their cheating and lying.For all that ,I hope our club maintains the levels of dignity and poise which other boardrooms could learn from.
If , and it is still a big IF , they do go to the wall, I will be as happy as a pig in sh*te and one of my oldest freinds will be gutted. That`s the nature of the league we play in, he will look forward to a new Rangers with a new ethos and a forward thinking approach to sport and business.
I hope he gets his wish and I also hope they will be in Division 3 at the best.
Hail! Hail!
The most likely reason for the leaks and rumours about imminent liquidation (ie withing the next day or two) is to influence today’s SPL meeting.
If the huns have got this far why pull the plug now and lose the prize money for second place?
Ernie
What?
Estorilbhoy
I’ve only just seen it. Fell off ma chair laughing.
Kudos
To the absolutely superb Horsemen of the apocalypse and the banners all over the stadium
To Charlie Mulgrew and the wide open acres of space
To Kris Commons and a superb game
To Gary Hooper for skelping it home
To the Celtic Fans just there for a party
To Neil Lennon, for being Neil Lennon
And notable mentions too for
For Ally McCoist and 36 points swing and his sidekick Kenny Mcwhatshisnameagain
For the team formerly known as Rangers
For the huns fans who stood at the graveside in mourning for 90 minutes
For The three degrees (perfect moments)
For the Motherwell Born Billionaires
For Maribor and Malmo for bringing it all to a head
For Hector
During the opening “Walk On” of the Last “Old Firm” game ever, I thought proudly and sadly of Celtic Supporters of all generations, no longer with us but who would have loved to see this day.
We are privileged to be a part of this. We will all remember we were when the news breaks. I think it’s our equivalent of the Berlin Wall moment.
Snake Plissken on 30 April, 2012 at 09:03 said:
We too have a holiday tomorrow :)
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Tom English: Badly beaten, cruelly goaded Ibrox men endure longest day
Celtic fans display a huge banner before kick-off.
A SHORT while ago, Ally McCoist was speaking about the miserable plight of his club; the debt mountain and the men who created it, the search for a buyer that was dragging on, the embarrassment and the confusion and the fear of what lay ahead.
He said that only one thing was certain about the Rangers story – they were at rock bottom. They couldn’t fall any further. Things, said McCoist, couldn’t get any worse.
As he watched this evisceration you wondered if the Rangers manager was revising his theory about rock bottom. If you have been to a coursing meeting where greyhounds chase a hare around a field in attempt to gobble the thing up, you’ll have an idea what this was like for Rangers people. From first minute to last they were coursed around Parkhead. Chased, harried and beaten badly.
Even before a whistle sounded or a ball was kicked, Celtic were letting their visitors have it. This was expected, of course. Rangers fans didn’t come here expecting love and understanding, didn’t fetch-up in the belief that the locals would go easy. No, no. They knew how it would be. They knew that for 90 minutes they were going to get it between the eyes from their counterparts, their only hope being that their team would deliver something special and give them an opportunity to do some chanting of their own. They chanted all right, but in grim defiance rather than in celebration. To say that this was a chastening day for their support would be putting it mildly.
The Celtic banners. Lord, how many man-woman hours went into dreaming them up? There was a level of genius about some of them, one in particular, a gigantic image of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse with Neil Lennon in the saddle on one and Hector the taxman on board another. Your Day Is Coming was the message underneath this footballing Mona Lisa. All around it, people waved black flags and held mock gravestones, each with its own message – The End, Rot In Hell, Scotland’s Shame, Get It Up You. Not subtle, but then subtlety wasn’t in the plan. Down the other end of the stadium another collection of Celts held up signs with the word Goodbye written in a dozen different languages. This was goading on a grand scale. If there was a Champions League for revelling in the misery of others, then Celtic would be Europe’s pre-eminent club.
The game? In many ways it reflected the current state of the clubs. Celtic were organised and confident, Rangers were blunt and became more jaded and demoralised as things went on. Later in the day, McCoist suggested that this might be the last Old Firm game for quite some time, but in the case of many of this Rangers side there can be no dubiety about it. At the end, Kyle Bartley flung his jersey into the visiting supporters. We won’t be seeing him in this fixture again, you fancy. And others. Allan McGregor, Steven Whittaker, Steven Naismith, Steven Davis? The Old Firm game will surely carry on, but you have to think that it will do so without Ibrox’s most stellar names.
As a contest it lasted half an hour, the length of time it took Celtic to score two goals and bury any notion Rangers had of making it three wins out of four in this fixture this season. Celtic were sharp and ruthless and disciplined, all the things they were not at Ibrox the last time these two came face to face. Back then, Sone Aluko set the tone and scored the goal that sent Rangers on their way. Aluko was the spark that ignited Rangers, but here he was a damp squib, an honest tryer right enough, but utterly ineffective. Celtic had a plan for the one guy who makes Rangers tick and it worked beautifully.
Every time Aluko got the ball he was surrounded by hoops. If it wasn’t Victor Wanyama it was Joe Ledley, if it wasn’t Ledley it was Scott Brown. At various times it was two or three of them all at once. At one point, Wanyama robbed him of possession and Aluko threw his hands in the air in frustration. Rangers never got going as an attacking threat because Aluko never got going.
It was a long day for the visitors. Long, long, long. The opening goal came in the 17th minute and like the two that followed it was a picture, a corner by Kris Commons, who is beginning to show again what a fine player he is, nutted home by Charlie Mulgrew. If you’re looking for the poster boy of Celtic’s season then it has to be the centre-half. Mulgrew has been wonderful.
Now the theatre began anew. “Can you hear the Rangers sing?” came bellowing out from the stands. “We’re having a party when Rangers die” followed soon after, a medley that reach its high-point with a joyous serenading of Craig Whyte. “Liquidation, liquidation, na, na-na, na-na,” they sang. In reply, Rangers men sang God Save The Queen and Rule Brittania and eventually We Are The People. Celtic fans applauded them. Their irony was inescapable.
There was no respite for Rangers. Aluko wasn’t doing it for them, Rhys McCabe, so influential in the heart of the midfield at Ibrox last month, was crowded out of it. Lee Wallace, a constant nuisance bombing up and down the left flank in the last Old Firm game in the face of meek resistance from Cha Du-Ri had a different type of competitor to deal with in Adam Matthews.
As Celtic men were winning their individual battles there was a certainty of a second goal – and it came soon enough. It was another clinical thing, a quick-fire sortie created by Gary Hooper and finished by Commons when he drifted into a gap and dinked the ball over the terribly exposed Allan McGregor.
This was the measure of Celtic’s dreams, a title won and now a rubbishing of the argument by some Rangers people that their title of champions was tainted because of the Ibrox club’s travails. No right-minded person will think that now, not with the gap at the top standing at a princely 21 points, not with the pummelling that was completed when McCabe was ransacked by Georgios Samaras, who played in Hooper to thump home a third.
Long before the end, Rangers had a punch-drunk look. They had taken on the appearance of a weary fighter who had suffered too many blows. As Rangers reeled, Celtic bobbed and weaved. The difference in energy was as stark as the gulf in class.
Summa
I’m Neil Lennon (tamrabam) on 30 April, 2012 at 09:30 said:
Magic..
I woke up this morning wondering how my Da would have seen all of this, I never heard him say a hateful word about them he always emphasized to me what Celtic meant and stood for.
Miss ye Da’
Wallscometumblin’down CSC
SP
god bless…
KTF
Bah-da bah-da-da-da
Bah-da bah-da-da-da
Bah-da bah-da-da-da
Monday, Monday, so good to me
Monday liquidation, it was all I hoped it would be
Oh Monday mornin’, Monday liquidation couldn’t guarantee
That Monday evenin’ you would still be here with me
Monday, Monday, can’t trust that day
Monday, Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way
Oh Monday liquidation you gave me no warnin’ of what was to be
Oh Monday, Monday, how could you leave and not take me
Every other day, every other day
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah
But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes
A-you can find me cryin’ all of the time
Monday, Monday, so good to me
Monday mornin’, it was all I hoped it would be
But Monday mornin’, Monday liquidation couldn’t guarantee
That Monday evenin’ you would still be here with me
Every other day, every other day
Every other day of the week is fine, yeah (yeah)
But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes
A-you can find me cryin’ all of the time
Monday, Monday, can’t trust that day
Monday, Monday, it just turns out that way
Oh Monday, Monday, won’t go away
Monday, Monday, it’s here to stay
Oh Monday, Monday
Oh Monday, Monday
How does it feel
To treat me like you do
When you’ve laid your hands upon me
And told me who you are
I thought I was mistaken
I thought I heard you speak
Tell me how do I feel
Tell me now how do I feel
Those who came before me
Lived through their vocations
From the past until completion
They will turn away no more
And I still find it so hard
To say what I need to say
But I’m quite sure that you’ll tell me
Just how I should feel today
I see a ship in the harbor
I can and shall obey
But if it wasn’t for your misfortunes
I’d be a heavenly person today
And I thought I was mistaken
And I thought I heard you speak
Tell me how do I feel
Tell me now how should I feel
Now I stand here waiting
I thought I told you to leave me
While I walked down to the beach
Tell me how does it feel
When your heart grows cold
Wake up kids
we got the dreamers disease
Age 14 they got you down on your knees
Souls polite, we’re busy still saying please
Friendnemies, who, when you’re down ain’t your friend
Every night we smash their Mercedes-Benz
First we run; and then we laugh till we cry
But when the night is falling
and you cannot find the light, light
You feel your dreams are dying
Hold tight
Chorus:
———
You’ve got the music in you
Don’t let go
You’ve got the music in you
One dance left
This world is gonna pull through
Don’t give up
You’ve got a reason to live
Can’t forget
We only get what we give
———
I’m coming home baby
You’re tops, Give it to me now
Four a.m. we ran a miracle mile
we’re flat broke but hey we do it in style
The bad rich
God’s flying in for your trial
But when the night is falling
You cannot find a friend, friend
You feel your dream is breaking
Just bend
(chorus)
This whole damn world can fall apart
It’ll be ok, follow your heart
You’re in harms way I’m right behind
Now say you’re mine
(chorus)
Don’t let go
I feel the music in you,you,you YOU!
Fly ……. high …….!
What’s real ……. can’t die …….!
You only get what you give
Gonna get what you give
Don’t give up
Just don’t be afraid to live …….!
Health insurance rip off lying
FDA big bankers buying
Fake computer crashes dining
Cloning while they’re multiplying
Fashion shoots with Beck and Hanson
Courtney Love, and Marilyn Manson
You’re all fakes
Run to your mansions
Come around, we’ll kick your ass in!
Don’t let go
One dance left
Don’t give up
Can’t forget
ernie lynch on 30 April, 2012 at 09:26 said
If the huns have got this far why pull the plug now and lose the prize money for second place?
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Unlikely to get 2nd place when they’ve lost every game 0-3
blantyretim on 30 April, 2012 at 09:38 said:
The Faith Of Our Fathers BT
What a gift!!
Awe_Naw_No_Annoni_Oan_Anaw_Noo on 30 April, 2012 at 09:40 said:
What about…”telll me why,I don`t like Mondays?”
Although today I might make an exception.
Snake Plissken ..You think wee wullie bluenose video is funny well funnier still is that they actually played it at Ibroke’s at the start of the 3-2 game ..now that was funny
My post yesterday morning at 10:49
Just about to head off for the game
We will win this game and we will win it comfortably
3-0 the Bhoys
Oh i nearly forgot
ONE TEAM IN GLASGOW
HH
Did i back it? Eh, no
Nostradamuscsc
Celtic PA announcer is here tannoy Rangers fans
By jim Traynor on Apr 30, 12 07:20 AM in
IT was always going to happen. After all, Rangers have been complaining that the SFA, SPL, WRVS, RNLI, RSPCA, the entire world, really, want to take a kick at them.
So of course yesterday would be Celtic’s turn. And it was a nice day for a shredding.
It was Sunday, the sun kept trying to peek out from behind fat clouds and when it did it felt like summer was blossoming. But as far as Celtic’s fans are concerned something is withering.
Actually dying.
That something, they hope, is Rangers. That was in-your-face obvious in the way Celtic’s fans celebrated their championship and the desperate plight of their ancient rivals.
The Three Degrees joined the Celtic party, too. Well, one of their great sounds did. When Will I See You Again belted out from the Parkhead speaker system.
Cheap shot? Perhaps but it was acceptable. It was just gallows humour, which football fans have always done better than anyone else.
But if we have just witnessed the 399th and final Old Firm match – and no one can be certain we haven’t because no one knows for sure if Rangers have a future – Celtic’s fans didn’t seem bothered in the slightest.
Yesterday they rocked their stadium. They revelled in their ancient enemy’s plight, even if many others believe Scottish football will suffer without the Ibrox club.
Celtic’s support can rarely have experienced such heights of ecstasy with their clothes on, or during a match without actually getting their hands on a trophy at the end of the 90 minutes.
It is difficult to see how they will get this fix, this high, playing against any of the other Scottish sides.
Then again, no doubt Celtic’s directors have been looking at life after Rangers, only not here in Scotland. Despite what they say about having a stand-alone financial policy this club’s powerbrokers will be looking again very closely at exit strategies.
In fact, they’ve never stopped. They want something more.
Rangers just want a break.
A battalion from their support turned up and stood in defiance yesterday but their players were so subdued and lost against a rampant Celtic side that liquidation would probably have been less embarrassing.
Although better in the second half, Rangers weren’t just hopeless. They were empty jerseys.
It was as though everything, the insolvency trauma and all its consequences, including savage wage cuts, the posturing of would-be buyers, the sanctions and the uncertainty, had finally crushed Rangers.
They had to run out of will and energy at some point, I suppose, but that they hit the wall at Parkhead made their collapse much more painful for the fans.
More than a few of the players – Kyle Bartley, who could have been sent off in 75 minutes instead of booked after a lunge at Emilio Izageurre, Lee Wallace, Mo Edu and Steven Whittaker – gave the distinct impression they’d rather have been anywhere else other than Celtic Park.
Even strolling down Edmiston Drive arm in arm with Craig Whyte would have been more enjoyable.
Who’d have thought it would come to this only 11 months after Whyte had walked triumphantly through the Ibrox front door?
Apart, of course, from all of those former directors who tried in vain to warn against allowing Whyte to get hands on their club. But not a single one of them will take any comfort now that the world knows they were correct.
They remain Rangers fans and yesterday was absolute misery for everyone with any feeling for this club, although they should steel themselves. The worst may still be to come.
Two bidders, the American Bill Miller and Paul Murray’s Blue Knights, remain in the race to rescue the club before administration becomes full liquidation but even if Rangers do survive it will be many years before they recover fully, if at all, in the hands of either Murray or Miller.
Neither man intends throwing money at a squad rebuilding project and the squad clearly isn’t good enough.
Perhaps, then, the fans should get used to days like yesterday, unless of course Rangers do slip into liquidation, emerge as a newco and start again in the Third Division.
A deeply forlorn Ally McCoist, another individual whose body language – there were no
remonstrations, no surges towards officials, no anger – suggested yesterday was the day it had all come crashing down on him, might not say so publicly but he recognises the merit in what would be the ultimate sanction.
More and more of the fans are also warming to the idea but only in defiance at everyone they believe has been conspiring to kick them while they’re on the deck.
In fact, a substantial number of them are convinced the governing bodies couldn’t have caused more damage and havoc had Stewart Regan and Neil Doncaster flown over Glasgow in a B52 and dumped its payload on Ibrox.
The truth is Rangers deserve just about every one of the punishments and also the one handed out yesterday.
They just couldn’t cope with Celtic’s system which very quickly rendered too many of McCoist’s players nothing more than spectators.
Neil Lennon’s full-backs – Adam Matthews on the right and Izaguirre on the left – pushed right up leaving just Charlie Mulgrew, Glenn Loovens and Victor Wanyama at the back.
But they were making deep inroads, especially on the Celtic left.
Poor Bartley was so out of it that it seemed everyone, including pedestrians out on London Road, were passing him by.
Kris Commons had a free role and that asked questions of young Rangers midfielder Rhys McCabe.
But the 19-year-old had no answers and no experienced players able to lend a hand. They were all too busy just trying to get through the match.
They might even have been looking at the time when Charlie Mulgrew scored his side’s opening goal in 16 minutes. Everyone in the stadium could see him steaming in on the left to connect with Commons’ corner from the right.
Everyone, that is, except a single Rangers player. Commons scored a delightful goal for Celtic’s second after half an hour as both Dorin Goian and Bartley were exposed and Gary Hooper grabbed the third in 53 minutes from a Georgios Samaras pass after McCabe had been robbed of possession by Commons.
But it was all over long before that. Just around the time Celtic Park burst into life as the teams emerged from the tunnel.
The day then belonged entirely to Celtic and their fans.
Sadly, unless Miller or Murray can save them, Rangers will belong to history.
Morning all, I’m a little hoarse this morning after bellowing out the songs at paradise yesterday. What a great day it was, GB and every Celtic fan at paradise yesterday take a bow you are superb. The office’s resident Huns not saying too much and avoiding eye contact with me although one of them begrudgingly admitted they ‘got a doin’ yesterday.
Hail Hail
They call it stormy Monday, yes but Tuesday’s just as bad.
They call it stormy Monday, yes but Tuesday’s just as bad.
Wednesday’s even worse; Thursday’s awful sad.
The eagle flies on Friday, Saturday I go out to play.
The eagle flies on Friday, but Saturday I go out to play.
Sunday I go to church where I kneel down and pray.
And I say, “Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me.
Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me.
Just trying to find my baby, won’t you please send her on back to me.”
The eagle flies on Friday, on Saturday I go out to play.
The eagle flies on Friday, on Saturday I go out to play.
Sunday I go to church, where I kneel down, Lord and I pray.
Then I say, “Lord have mercy, won’t you please have mercy on me.
Lord, oh Lord have mercy, yeah, won’t you please, please have mercy on me.
I’m just a-lookin’ for my sweet babe, so won’t you please send him home, send him on home to me.”
And the Lord sang purposefully “Having a party when Rangers die”
If we need another laugh, has anyone seen Keich Jackhuns photie on the back page of the Daily Rectum ?
Absolute belter of a conceited wee man in best boyband pose.
I thought that the liquidation process would take between 4-6 weeks. Is that not correct?
Six o’clock already
I was just in the middle of a dream
I was kissin’ Duff & Phelps
By a crystal blue Italian stream
But I can’t be late
‘Cause then I guess I just won’t get paid
These are the days
When you wish your bed was already made
It’s just another panic Monday
I wish it were Sunday
‘Cause that’s my hunday
No bills in the post day
It’s just another manic Monday
Have to catch an early train
Got to be to work by nine
And if I had an air-o-plane
I still couldn’t make it on time
‘Cause it takes me so long
Just to figure out what I’m gonna wear
Blame it on my brain
But the boss is already there
It’s just another manic Monday
I wish it were Sunday
‘Cause that’s my hunday
No bills in the post day
It’s just another manic Monday
All of the nights
Why did my lover have to pick last night
To get down
Doesn’t it matter
That I have to feed the both of us
Employment’s down
He tells me in his bedroom voice
C’mon honey, just pretened that I´m a bhoy
Time it goes so fast
When you’re having fun
It’s just another manic Monday
I wish it were Sunday
‘Cause that’s my hunday
No bills in the post day
It’s just another manic Monday
I wish it was Sunday
‘Cause that’s my hunday
It’s just another manic Monday
Strathclyde Police confirm investigation into threats to Channel 4 newsman investigating Rangers FC is continuing.
hamiltontim on 30 April, 2012 at 09:52 said:
”I thought that the liquidation process would take between 4-6 weeks. Is that not correct?”
Yes but once the process starts everything changes.