My team wants me sold, I wonder why
I went out on tour at all
Morning rain clouds up my window
I'm Avoiding Ten Hag’s calls,
And even if I could, i'd call my agent today,
But my wage from this transfer stall
Reminds me, that it’s not so bad
It’s not so bad.
Dear Frenkie, you’ve still not signed for us, I know you’ve had the chance,
I am mad, and I think it’s fecked up you don’t answer Hag,
If you didn’t want to talk to me outside the Nou Camp, cos I’m subclass, but you could of signed an autograph for
@Berbaclass,
He’s a little bothered man, his minds only 6 years old,
He waited in the blistering cold for you for four hours and you just said ‘no’
Don’t sign for City man, you’ll never be their idol,
Come sign for us, we’ll love you like Ronaldo,
Remember that time we met in Spain, you said if I bid for you would you sign up
See, I’m just like you in a way,
I don’t like Laporta neither,
he always cheats of his taxes, the cheater
I can’t relate to what they’re saying in their Tweets,
So when I have a shitty day I hide away under the sheets
Cos we haven’t really got shit else, so that shit helps when I’m depressed,
I even got a tattoo of ‘de Jong’ across my chest,
Sometime Barca will need to cut their budget, let’s see who leaves,
Like Depay, Braithwaite and you will be set free,
See, not everything Xavi says is real, but I respect you cos you listen
Your girlfriend’s jealous cos fans talk about you 24/7,
But she don’t know you like Hag knows you frenkie, no one does,
She don’t know what it was like for you at Ajax, growing up, you got to call him man,
He’ll be the biggest fan you’ll ever lose,
Sincerely yours, Murtough,
PS, you can play midfield too