Текст: The Business. Terrace Lost Its Soul.
London town is [unverified] from in England
Grew up on the streets through anarchy
Time moved on football was our family
It's our life, it's every thing to me
Oh, oh, the terrace lost its soul
Oh, oh, money moved in
Poor man working hard for the rich man
Working from the cradle to the grave
Thirty million for Rio Ferdinand
It looks like it's the fans who have to pay
Grew up on the streets through anarchy
Time moved on football was our family
It's our life, it's every thing to me
Oh, oh, the terrace lost its soul
Oh, oh, money moved in
Poor man working hard for the rich man
Working from the cradle to the grave
Thirty million for Rio Ferdinand
It looks like it's the fans who have to pay
Business (The)
Business (The)