The Stand

It was inevitable, I suppose, I mean, it'd been building up for weeks

No one could talk about anything else, just going over it, over and over it

Honest, I was sick to death of it all, but you know how people are about things like this

It's all, "What did he say? Did he? The bastard, I'm not standing for that!"

And "Just who do they think they are, they can't push us around, can they lads?"

In the end, I suppose there wasn't any choice, I blame them though

In my opinion, it was all needle, needle, nag, nag, they wouldn't let it drop

Course, they're not stupid, stands to reason

"Never underestimate your enemies' intelligences" they say

Oh, they knew what was what, no doubt about it, dead cunning them

Got what they wanted in the end too, I suppose

We just couldn't resist

After, when it was all over, and we'd picked ourselves up, injuries all 'round

But nothing you could really show, we made the best of it, like you do, you know

"Wasn't as bad as all that, eh? They'll know who's boss now, eh? We showed 'em a thing or two"

That sort of thing, but, I don't know, things weren't the same afterward

I don't know, it's not that we'd done anything we'd said we wouldn't

I just think, we hadn't imagined it would be that dirty, we thought it'd be a bit of a joke

But it wasn't like that after a while, it was us they had jumping through the hoops

We were there performing poodles, grabbing at the bait, not them

It was all, well, degrading, if you see what I mean

Oh, everyone rushed around congratulating us

"You won, you won, it was great, you were great"

People just didn't seem to understand how we felt

So we just let on everything was fine, I don't know

All I can say is, I don't think we betrayed anyone, did we, eh?

No, I don't think we let anyone down

Except maybe us