Soccer 99 by Sneaky Creekans Lyrics

It all seemed like a good idea in theory
But it turned into such a mess
How could a plan like this come to such an end:
The Creekans staving off distress?
We came here with great elation
We were giddy with anticipation
But the buck stopped here
And so did our quest

Chorus:
(Nine too many last night
Lodoga '99
(With my) head out the window
I feel just fine
Long road ahead
Longer road behind
Mister Makavelli:
Soccer '99.)

Out of the van, out of our cars
We stepped into the mid-day heat
To be greeted by some jonsing assholes
Who called us names I care not to repeat
They kicked dust and cussed, they put a dent in our bus
Wanted to stomp my face, and kick us outta this place
We tucked our tails, to play another day, and beat a hasty retreat
(chorus)
OI! You Stupid Creekans!
We're gonna shoot you in your four-eyed poser yuppie faggot face
Cuz you don't know the true meaning of
PUNK ROCK!
Makavelli
Soccer '99
Mona Lisa
Soccer '99
Linguisi
Soccer '99
Kielbasa
Soccer '99
You
Soccer '99
Me
Soccer '99

(chorus)
Soccer '99