Lyrics
Well, you work to earn a living
But on weekends comes the time
You can do what ever turns you on
Get out and clear your mind
Me, I like football
And there's a lot of things around
But when you line 'em up together
The footy wins hands down
Up there, Cazaly
In there and fight
Out there and at 'em
Show 'em your might
Up there, Cazaly
Don't let 'em in
Fly like an angel
You're out there to win
Now there's a lot more things to football
Than really meets the eye
There are days when you could give it up
There are days when you could fly
You either love or hate it
Depending on the score
But when your team run out or they kick a goal
How's the mighty roar?
Up there, Cazaly
In there and fight
Out there and at 'em
Show 'em your might
Up there, Cazaly
Don't let 'em in
Fly like an angel
You're out there to win
Up there, Cazaly
You're out there to win
In there and at 'em
Don't let 'em in
Up there, Cazaly
Show 'em you're high
Fight like the devil
The crowd's on your side
(Ahh...)
Up there, Cazaly
In there and fight
Out there and at 'em
Show 'em your might
Up there, Cazaly
Show 'em you're high
Fight like the devil
The crowd's on your side
The crowd's on your side
Writer(s): Michael Brady
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