| Song | Our Old Centre Back |
| Artist | Cats on Fire |
| Album | All Blackshirts To Me |
| I can see your silhouette from where I sit | |
| Not all of your garden lights are properly lit | |
| Now, I was the one suppose to go on the attack | |
| You are in the house with our old centreback | |
| He learned the secret of a good sales pitch | |
| My sources tell me that he’s filthy rich | |
| You mistook me for the painter at the private view | |
| I was merely standing in the champagne queue | |
| But if you think I look good in a beret | |
| Then I’d be more than happy | |
| To be there and to get the chance to say | |
| That art just imitates football | |
| Now, from my view here behind the tree | |
| It’s easy to see why it’s him and not me | |
| A towering figure projected on the shade | |
| Our centreback he was never afraid | |
| Now, I was never much of a number nine | |
| And I thought I was too bright for the assembly line | |
| You mistook me for the painter at the private view | |
| I was merely standing in the alcohol queue | |
| But if you think I look good in a beret | |
| Then I’d be more than happy | |
| To be there and to get the chance to say | |
| That life just imitates football |
| I can see your silhouette from where I sit | |
| Not all of your garden lights are properly lit | |
| Now, I was the one suppose to go on the attack | |
| You are in the house with our old centreback | |
| He learned the secret of a good sales pitch | |
| My sources tell me that he' s filthy rich | |
| You mistook me for the painter at the private view | |
| I was merely standing in the champagne queue | |
| But if you think I look good in a beret | |
| Then I' d be more than happy | |
| To be there and to get the chance to say | |
| That art just imitates football | |
| Now, from my view here behind the tree | |
| It' s easy to see why it' s him and not me | |
| A towering figure projected on the shade | |
| Our centreback he was never afraid | |
| Now, I was never much of a number nine | |
| And I thought I was too bright for the assembly line | |
| You mistook me for the painter at the private view | |
| I was merely standing in the alcohol queue | |
| But if you think I look good in a beret | |
| Then I' d be more than happy | |
| To be there and to get the chance to say | |
| That life just imitates football |