Who can tell the honest score
When no-one knows or can be sure
That the ball in the net / an incomplete pass
Or the bungled catch / upon the grass
Should you work the mobile phone,
With your team well in the zone
Where Olympic pride / the bikes they ride
Head for the lowlands, on a peptide
Of flasks, all banned?
We’re all ‘stars in the drug show’ now,
We made it happen – we showed them how
By greasing on our couches, betting
And buying all they sold us, letting
Them jab their engorged hand.