Shrödinger's Frank - Part Two

Christ! He isn't dead He must be dead! Some bastard's gone and saved him Like they said It's touch-and-go He might pull through!? Shit! I feel sick Let's get a grip But if he tells the whole bloody world I touched his dick Look, don't be thick, Jase They've got nothing back on you But what the f*ck we gonna do? Show respect We show respect Behave exactly how the punters would expect Rush to his bedside and get seriously sad Cos that's your boss, Jase Yeah Yeah, and? Oh right Like the dad I never had I feel your loss, Jase And I speak for all the lads When I tell you we are gutted This club meant everything to Frank Means Means, ah yeah, 'course It's all he breathed and ate and drank And personally I myself must truly thank him For his faith in me As captain of Earls Park I'm telling you The Sparks won't lose their spark We'll blaze a trail of glory While he lays there in the dark It's what he would have wanted (What he would have wanted) It's what the fans deserve (What the fans deserve) The lads won't disappoint him (They won't disappoint him) Just gotta hold our nerve (Gotta hold our nerve) However hopeless it may seem We'll stand together as a team And once again we'll reign supreme Cos, Frank, mate We're still living your dream!