Belated tribute to Delia

[lanky316]

Watching Delia having a rant was like seeing your Auntie having a go

at the karaoke after a couple of gins. Here, therefore is a tribute to Delia

in the form of a Gloria Gaynor anthem.

At first she was afraid she was petrified

Kept thinking she could never shout when sat by Michaels side

But then she spent so many nights thinking Worthy did it wrong

And she grew strong, once even broke into a song

And now she's in, a half time race

To grab the PA on the pitch with that glazed look upon her face

They should have put the mike on lock they would have thrown away

the key

If they'd have known for just one second that she would let her

mouth run free

She had a go, we had a draw

We'd turn it round now and with the blues we'd wipe the floor

Was she the one who planned to wave clear thought goodbye

Start with a mumble and slowly raise it to a cry

Oh no thought I, cos this was live

But as long as she could raise a groan she'll know were still alive

For she had all her thoughts to give and we had all the shame to

live

But we'll survive, we will survive...hey hey

(Cue music)

We were two goals to the good just to fall apart

So she just had to vent her spleen and open up her heart

But when she sees it on TV she'll feel embarassed for herself

Canaries rocked, plucked-roasted drowned in laughing stock

But do you see...nobody knew

She's not that docile little cook beloved of dumpling stew

We hoped for points and at one time expected three

Then our defence let in two goals but it's the fault of you and me

She had a go, we had a draw

We'd turn it round now and with the blues we'd wipe the floor

Two yellow cards and so Matt Jonson said goodbye

We didn't crumble, we didn't lay down and die

Oh no thought I, cos this was live

If only we could keep the ball our chances were alive

But she had all her thoughts to give and we had all the shame to

live

But we'll survive, we will survive...... Ohhhh!

She had a go, we had a draw

We'd turn it round now and with the blues we'd wipe the floor

Skuffed shot by Fowler and a goal to make you cry

We took a tumble, I want to crawl away and die

Oh no thought I....... (fade)