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BARON GRIMSDALEOFEN

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Round about the turn of the century
As the dark storm clouds cast a shadow on Leeds
A hero appeared in his flying machine
With a bulge in his wallet like you've never seen

Said now is the time to slay the foe
As he looped the loop to tell the kop below
I've just gotta wad from loans are us
So come and have a ride on the glory bus

Ten twenty thirty forty million or more
The war chest is full
And we're going to war
You'd better take cover cos we're on a spree
Yelled the bloody white baron
And the lads from Leeds

He sacked George Graham got back in his plane
Baron Von Grimsdaleoffen was his name
In his leathers and goggles he looked so mean
As he scoured the world for a winning team

Ten twenty thirty forty million or more
The war chest is full
And we're going to war
You'd better take cover cos we're on a spree
Yelled the bloody white Baron
And the lads from Leeds

But now the tale is sad to tell
He had over spent and the markets fell
Now he's the seller no more the buyer
Shot us back to Earth with his friendly fire

With defences breached and our bombers strafed
The fortress in ruins but we kept the faith
From out of the trenches we will rise in might
To raise that flag of blue and gold and white

Ten twenty thirty forty million or more
The war chest is empty but we're going to war
You'd better take cover cos one day you'll see
The glorious return of the lads from Leeds

Ten twenty thirty forty million or more
The war chest is empty but we're going to war
You'd better take cover cos one day you'll see
The glorious return of the lads from Leeds