The manager, Bill Shankly,
once when he was asked,
did he think that football was a matter of life or death to him,
his reply was,
no, sir, and it's much more important than that.
I wish all these lines were lies
None of this would have actually happened
Then I would have kept a piece of hope
And wouldn't know how to spell illusion
We never wanted to pay the price of our conscience
With every sentence we gave ourselves riddles
We didn't care about golden rules
Just didn't buy norms like these
I could never go on
I was blind and deaf to seeing you for the rest of the world
What else happened around us was far too ugly,
far too loud
I wish all these lines were lies
None of this would have actually happened
Then I would have kept a piece of hope
And wouldn't know how to spell illusion
I wish all these lines were lies None
of this would have actually happened
Then I would have kept a piece of hope
And wouldn't know how to spell illusion
I wish all these lines were lies None
of this would have actually happened