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- Sue, 3rd Jan 2004

Gas 3

Gas in fantastic triumph state!
Whilst cheering hearts around them glow'd
For Derby, fresh pains we did create
And Duke, what magical power he show'd:
From Howie's long ball Duke took his fires,
Which, round their Poom, his header hurl'd;
But 'twas for Rovers he showed desires
Enough t'undo the headline world.

From me they took my cries and tears,
From them, their Pride, with cruelty;
From us, came excited Gashead cheers,
And every lasting doubt from thee.
Thus now Duke is our god, arm'd
And set us up with this win I see;
Now my own heart alone is charm'd
For Rovers, the victors, won by three!

Sue Blue
Derby County 3 Bristol Rovers 1
Monday 7th January 2002
With apologies to Aphra Behn

What Becomes Of  The Bristol Rovers

As I watch this team of broken dreams
I have visions of many things
Gas happiness is just an illusion
Filled with sadness and confusion

What becomes of the Bristol Rovers
Now our season is all but over
I know we've got to find 
Some kind of peace of mind, Gasheads

Ex Rovers men score all around 
But for us, we go tumbling down
Every match, heartaches grow a little stronger
I can't stand this crap much longer
I walk to the Mem searching for light
Cold and alone, no Gas goals in sight
Hoping and praying for someone to score
Looking more barren than ever before

What becomes of the Bristol Rovers 
Now our season is all but over
I know we've got to find
Some kind of peace of mind, Gasheads

We're trying though we don't succeed
Can someone help, there's a growing need
Oh we are lost, there's no place for beginning
All that's left is an unhappy ending

Now what becomes of the Bristol Rovers
Now our season is all but over
I know we've got to find
Some kind of peace of mind
We'll be searching everywhere
Just to find a striker there
I'll be praying every day
I hope we're gonna find a way
What is going to save us now
Will we find a way somehow

Sue Ashton
November 2001

With apologies to Jimmy Ruffin

F.A.CUP 1st ROUND GOALS

Martin Phillips for Plymouth v Whitby;
Billy Clark for Newport v Blackpool;
Ian Wright for Hereford v Wrexham;
Danny Allsopp for Notts Coutny v Cambridge;
Julian Alsop for Cheltenham v Kettering;
Bobby Zamora for Brighton v Shrewsbury;
Jamie Cureton for Reading v Welling.
You're right
This poem doesn't scan;
There is no rhyme nor rhythm nor meter
But nor have Rovers, the team that doesn't score.
Every week we must endure
Ex Gas men who do strike.
Leaving our own team looking shite.

Sue Ashton

McKeever & Jones

There was an old trainer called Ginge
Whose methods made everyone cringe
To keep their limbs loose
They were made to drink juice
So each night they'd go out on the binge

The Irate Pirate 

14.11.2001 

(in response to the alledged drinking session McKeever & Jones had whislt their teammates drew with Cheltenham)

GO NOW

You’ve already said
Goodbye
Since you gotta go
Oh you’d better GO NOW
Go now Go now
Go now
Before you see us cry

I don’t want you to tell me just what you intend to do now
Cos how many times do I have to tell you
Gerry Gerry we still love the Gas now

You’ve already said
So long
I don’t want to see you go
Oh you’d better GO NOW
Go now Go now
Go now
Don’t you even try
Telling us you don’t want it to end this way
Cos Gerry Gerry can’t you see we want Vitas to play
Since you gotta go
Oh you’d better go now
Go now Go now
Go now
Before you see us cry

I don’t want you to tell us just what you intend to do now
Cos how many times do we have to tell you
Gerry Gerry we still love the Gas now

I don’t want to see you go but
GERRY YOU’D BETTER GO NOW

Sue Ashton
With apologies to the Moody Blues

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THE END OF THE WORLD

Why does the sun go on shining?
Why does the sea rush to shore?
Don't they know it's the end of the world
'Cause the Gas aren't playing anymore

Why do the birds go on singing?
Why do the stars glow above?
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when the Gas went down

I wake up in the morning and I wonder
Why everything's the same as it was
I can't understand, no I can't understand
How life goes on the way it does

Why does my heart going on beating?
Why do these eyes of mine cry?
Don't they know it's the end of the world?
It ended when the Gas went down

Don't they know it's the end of the world?
It ended when the Gas went down

Sue Ashton
2nd May 2001

 

At This Moment In Time

A manager called Danny Wilson
Was asked if he'd buy Andy Tillson
"Well, you have to be fit
To play for the Shit
So let's see how you run up that hill, son."

The Irate Pirate
March 2001

Ollybollocks

Barry Barry
Worry Worry
Will he Will he
Go to Fulham?
Yes He Would

Jamie Jamie
Maybe Maybe
Who Could Who Could
Blame Me Blame Me
If I Went To Reading?
Yes We Would

Ollie Ollie
Off His Trolley
Training Training
Too Much Training
Signing Signing
Too Much Signing
Folly Folly Not So Jolly
Ollie Ollie Off For Good
Yes We're Glad

The Irate Pirate  

March 2001

2-1

Moussa Dagnogo
Didn't live in Llandogo
But very wisely
Resided in Paisley
He had haggis for dinner
After scoring the winner
For St Mirren

The Irate Pirate

THE ROVERS SUMMER

The Rovers are seventh, farewell to the dream
And how expectant the cheering sound of the Gasheads’ scream,
That side plays no longer, and squad members leave,
Now only memories their image receives.

Four months have elapsed since I last took a view
Of my favourite team and Cardiff, where they blew;
And now at the Mem a new side are made,
And where Culkin, Bignot and more learn their trade.

The strikers have fled to another retreat
Where West Brom afford Jase away from the heat,
And the scene where his goals charmed us before,
Resounds with this goal-scoring Rovers no more.

My Gashead cheers need not be fading away,
And I must now cheer more loudly, as they,
With a draw at London Road, with hope in my head,
Ere another such side shall arise now instead.

‘Tis a sight to engage me, if anything can,
To muse on the changing pleasures of a fan;
Though promotion a dream, new enjoyments, I see,
Make our being more durable than ever be.

Sue Ashton
August 2000
With apologies to William Cowper

SOLD AGAIN

Jamie. I know the story
I’ve seen the pictures
It’s written all over the page.
Ollie; Why the selling
That you’ve been doing?
And who’s gonna take his place

I should’ve seen it coming
I should’ve read the signs
Anyway I guess it’s over

Can’t believe the Gas have sold again
I thought this dream would never end
How was I to know
You’d sell our Jamie.
Can’t believe the Gas have sold again
And I who thought this team would mend
How was I to know
You’d sell our Jamie.

Ollie, you sold our Tilly
And Jase for money
When you needed stability there

Sadly you never gave Leoni
too many chances
To show you how well he’d fare

I should’ve seen it coming
I should’ve read the signs
Anyway I guess it’s over

Can’t believe the Gas have sold again
I thought this dream would never end
How was I to know
You’d sell our Jamie.
Can’t believe the Gas have sold again
And I who thought this team would mend
How was I to know
You’d sell our Jamie.

Sue Ashton
August 2000
With apologies to Westlife

YESTERDAY

Yesterday, all our troubles seemed so far away
Now it looks as though they're here to stay
Oh I believe in yesterday
Suddenly, we're not half the team we used to be
There's a shadow hanging over Ollie
Oh yesterday came suddenly

Why we fucked it up
I don't know, Ollie won't say
How it all went wrong
Now I long for yesterday

Yesterday, going up was such any easy game to play
But then at Cardiff we lost away
Oh I believe in yesterday

Why we fucked it up
I don't know, Ollie won't say
How it all went wrong
Now I long for yesterday

Sue Ashton
May 2000
With apologies to Lennon-McCartney

GAS

Nothing is so beautiful as Gas -
When we, v Shit, shoot long and lovely and lush;
Rovers goals look like derby heaven, and rush
Through the City defence does some cheering bring
The fans, it strikes like lightning: to hear us sing;
The classy Roberts scores and blooms; players brush
The descending Jase; that blue is all in a rush
With richness; the racing hearts too have loved their fling.

What is all this cheer and all this joy?
A strain of the Gas's sweet being in the making
At Rovers' Mem home. - Have, get, before it cloy.

Before it cloud, dear Gas, and fades with dimming,
Remember mind, this Easter derby win and boy!
Most, Ollie's Rovers, thy joy makes worthy the winning.

Sue Ashton
With apologies to Gerard Manley Hopkins
Rovers 2 City 0
April 2000

LARGER THAN LIFE

The Gas may score and win
When we're screamin' their name, alright
But let me tell you now
There are times we'll lose, alright
All of our time spent will help them fight

All you Gasheads can't you see, can't you see
How our love's affecting their reality
Everytime they're down
We can make it right
And that makes us larger than life

Looking at the crowd
And I hear us start to sing, c'mon
Wishin' I could Goodnight Irene all day, c'mon
'Cause all of our time spent keeps them alive

All you Gasheads can't you see, can't you see
How our love's affecting their reality
Everytime they're down
We can make it right
And that makes us larger than life

All of our time spent keeps them alive

Yeah, everytime they're down
Yeah, we can make it
Yeah, and that's what makes us larger than life.

Sue Ashton
Sept 1999
With apologies to the Backstreet Boys

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