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Ooh, I bet you're wonderin' how I knew
'Bout your plans to be a fraudster’s stooge
With some other con, you knew before
The two of you guys, forgot to file a form
It took me by surprise, I must say
When I found out about Alex May
Don'tcha know that I
Heard it through the grapevine
Not much longer loans would be benign
Oh I heard it through the grapevine
Oh I'm just about to lose my mind
Fenty, Fenty, yeah
(Heard it through the grapevine)
(Not much longer would they benign)

I know a man ain't supposed to criticise
But in a roll-neck you look circumcised
Doggy lipstick poking out ya collar
Do anything for a sniff of fishy dollar
You could have told me yourself
Instead of me finding out from Companies House...

Said, I heard it through the grapevine,
Robert Maxwell’s our new number nine
(Heard it through the grapevine you supported Maggie stealing milk from babies)

Ooh, instead of hanging out with Holloway,
You were hanging out at Holloway,
Weekend visits to see Alick May,
File in the cake baked by Philip Day,
But the guards had to avert their gaze,
Soggy bottom meets cell wing baize,
Don'tcha know that I
Heard it through the grapevine
Not much longer loans would be benign
Oh I heard it through the grapevine
Oh I'm just about to lose my mind
Fenty, Fenty, yeah
(Heard it through the grapevine)
(Not much longer would they benign)

You’re the man who thinks cleavage is,
Something to search away at Stevenage
“It’s just a security at the turnstile”,
And you say the fishy five are vile!!
You’re just a Robert Jenrick wannabe,
Treating our fans like a commodity
‪But don't you know that Lloyd heard it through the grapevine‬
‪That Fenty is never going to resign ‬
‪Ohhhhhhh, Tondeur heard it through the grapevine,‬
That the new stadium has no timeline
‪Fenty, Fenty yeah‬

Smoke bombs, hidden tampon,
We’re all so grateful that you’re hands on,
Averting danger sounds like such a drag,
Deconstructed our club like a child’s flag,
Dragging us down to the league below,
Screw the fans, sack the SLO
‪But don't you know that Grimsby Pete heard it through the grapevine‬
‪That Mike Newell is our newwww number nine,‬
‪Ohhhhhhh, Tondeur heard it from Rowan Vine,‬
‪That our new number nine’s been on the wine,‬
‪Fenty, Fenty yeah‬

‪(Ipswin heard it through the grapevine that Robbie Fowler is still a maybe)‬

‪Oooooo...yeah...‬

Fenty’s the cancer in this club of mine,
Fingers crossed the tumour is benign
With your leather coat and your fake tan,
Mix of Morph and the Milk Tray man,
This ship is sinking, jump off the deck
You’re the turtle head in the turtle neck
‪But don't you know that Dean heard it through the grapevine,‬
‪That pubic transplant to your hairline‬
‪Ohhhhhhh, Tondeur heard it through Radio Humberside,‬
‪That you’re taking us for a fcuking ride‬

‪Oooooo...yeah...‬