Daydream Believer

- celtic supporters



Oh I could hide 'neath the wing

Of the blue bird as she sings

The six-o'clock alarm would never ring

But six rings and I rise

Wipe the sleep out of my eyes

The shaving razor's cold and it stings



{Refrain)

Cheer up alex mcleish

Oh what can it mean to a

sad orange bastard and a

shit football team



You once thought of me

As a white knight on his steed

Now you know how happy I can be

Oh, our good times start and end

Without all i want to spend

But how much baby do we really need



{Refrain Repeatedly}