As the weather is
I thought it’s about time I wrote another ode about fakey
Old fakey I see is still being a knob
Telling everyone he off to a job
Crap looking breakfast and no runny egg
Off to annoy someone or maybe to beg
Him being a pro footballer in a distant past
Like everything else it obviously didn’t last
He arrives at noon at the football ground
Looking for someone just to hound
Wonder if he will say “make some noise”
Only for attention from some young boys
A charity match all in a good cause
Him hoping it will open some jobbing doors
We are waiting for his master chef debut
Bet everything he cooked was absolute poo
His whole boring life is like Groundhog Day
No work or sponsors are willing to pay
He might do better if he admits to being gay
I’m sure other will then show him the way
But for now he will carry on pretending
Often annoying and being offending
A wife he takes out for an occasional outing
Every photo she looks boring and pouting
One child that’s disruptive and still pissing
The other child that constantly missing
Mortgage and bills mounting day by day
Doing this and that with very little pay
Both seem lazy and deluded as fuck
Constantly sitting in a house full of muck
Any real work he gets is now very rare
Bet the sad bastard thinks this isn’t fair
Looking a Pratt whilst doing a dance
He still thinks he is in with a chance
People with personalities will win every time
Other people seem to be doing just fine
Start acting like your actual age
Look after your family without any rage
Both your sons look frightened with you
Then maybe people will be kinder too
It’s hard being a parent and spouse as well
But others manage it but they don’t tell
Your whole miserable life isn’t doing great
Everyone you meet doesn’t think it just fate
Non of these people want to be your mate
Also bringing out the dead is now to late
You had plenty of time when they were here
But you couldn’t be bothered to be near
You seem to be ugly inside and out
Still a work shy fucker with absolute nowt
I can only assume that you must be thick
As people you meet they think you’re a dick
The expression on their faces tells us all
They cannot stand being near such a fool
But carry on being an absolute prick
Gives us tattlers the absolute
I HATE him so much
A contestant will be getting kicked out but it won’t be him cos he chooses a girl to steal and whoever he steals her from, is the one who has the chance of getting booted 
