World Of Football 14

by Keshco

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Our new EP celebrates the beautiful game, a game that brings all the world’s tribes together to eat pies, cuss at officials and throw their shoes on the pitch; a game where a few untruths can propel a cheeky no-hoper into the Premier League; and where, if you can scrape through 90 minutes and extra time, you might be fortunate in the devil’s lottery of penalty kicks. It is available via our Bandcamp page, the Free Music Archive, and Sepp Blatter’s hotel minibar.

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released July 12, 2014

KESHCO F.C. FIRST TEAM:

Andy – vocals, acoustic and electric guitars, bass, kazoo, percussion, computer wizardry
Luke – vocals, electric guitars, lapsteel, flute, kazoo, Yamaha PSS-380 keyboard, percussion
Bob – vocals, piano, mountainous drums, percussion, Yamaha VSS-200 keyboard
Ines – vocals, synthesizer, traffic recording

ON THE SUPER-SUBS BENCH:

Caroline Vile – clarinet on “Subs Bench”, “Fans’ Army”
Melanie Witt – kazoo, percussion on “Fans’ Army”
Alex Sample – toasting on “Ali Dia”

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Keshco London, UK

Free-wheeling left-leaning home of sounds by Bleak House, Keshco, Simon Waldram and more. Our releases encompass library music, psychedelia, folk, chiptunes and flange. Most of these are Creative Commons licensed. Always excited to hear when our pieces are used in your productions, so do let us know.

Keshco: Friends who play psychedelia, synthpop, folk, cut-ups, jingles. Homemade since 1994!
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Track Name: Leave Me On The Subs Bench
It's too late for postponement
No time to hone my moves
If I could sit this game out
My technique will improve

But the gaffer picks the team
Yeah I know he picks the team
Though I'm sure there's been a slip twixt page and ink
I don't think I'm up to this - oh

Leave me on the subs bench
Choose someone else to play
My grace and poise, my heart and legs
My eye for goal all gone away
You surely must know just how much this team means to me
Oh but I'll let you down
Oh leave me on the bench today

The first-team lads can take this
Just bring me on at the death
My lucky socks are in the wash
My skills have upped and left

So the crowd will curse my name
Yeah I know I'll get the blame
Think carefully before you bring me on
I'll just do something wrong - oh

Leave me on the subs bench
Choose someone else to play
My grace and poise, my heart and legs
My eye for goal all gone away
You surely must know just how much this team means to me
Oh but I'll let you down
Oh leave me on the bench today

But the gaffer picks the team
Yeah I know he picks the team
I wouldn't dream to pick the team
No no when the gaffer picks the team
And I'm not sure what he's seen
in me when the gaffer picks the team

Though I'm sure there's been a slip twixt page and ink
And though I hear it from your lips
I don't think I'm up to this

I'm fine here on the subs bench
Don't go and spoil my day
Oh but I see the striker's coming off
And my number's up, it's on display
I wish I had an injury
A ninety minute stitch
Oh but the hand's upon my shoulder now
I'm on the pitch
Track Name: FIFA Broadside
Stop what you're doing to the beautiful game
Your legacy will be infamy and shame
Something to cheer would be the resignation
Of the international federation

These are the greys who think they own the World Cup
Venal, preening, greasy, spineless, corrupt
Very skilful at backhanders
Pay the board the naughty fee
The fans won't pay the penalty
The fans won't pay the penalty any more

Take the money from the suits
Give it back to the grass roots
Take the money from the suits
Give it back to the grass roots
We'll take the power from the top
Closing down the old boys' club

Don't you think that we don't spy
When you tamper on the sly
Hoof the prices to the sky
You've been telling porkie-pies
We'll take the power from the top
Closing down the old boys' club
We'll take the power from the top
Closing down the old boys' club

You're corrupt and you know you are
You're corrupt and you know you are
You're corrupt and you know you are
Fifa is just a bad joke.
Track Name: The Ballad Of Ali Dia
If George Weah rang a Premier League club to recommend me
Would I not be happy?
And if David Ginola rang to second George Weah's words
Would I not be happy?
And if the legendary Graeme Souness asked me to the club
Would I refuse?
From Blyth Spartans reserves to the Premier League
Would I refuse?

Still they say -
Ali Dia is a liar, is a liar
Ali Dia is a liar, is a liar
Ali Dia is a liar, is a liar
Ali Dia, pants on fire

If a man called my office and said he was George Weah
Would I not believe him?
And if David Ginola called to confirm George Weah's words
Would I not trust him?
And if they told me they'd found a Liberian prodigy
Would I not sign him?
And if that prodigy turned up on a Friday morning
Should I not sign him?

Still they say -
Ali Dia is a liar, is a liar
Ali Dia is a liar, is a liar
Ali Dia - no liar, no liar
Ali Dia - no liar

But I ask you
But I ask you
If George Weah called for you
If David Ginola called for you
If Graeme Souness called for you
If Southampton Football Club called for you
If stardom called for you
If stardom called for you
Reader, what would you do?
What would you do?
Track Name: After The Tournament
Echoes of fleeting feasts
We roared like rutting beasts
This turf accursed and blessed
Now comes the soldier's rest
Abandoned stadia
Futures that never were
We know who's won and lost
How much did all this cost

The shadows dissipate
The baubles roll away
We laud the fortunate
After the tournament
Hush now, we're only spent
After the tournament
We laud the fortunate
After the tournament
Many will just forget
Hush now, we're not dead yet