The Nits - J.O.S. Days lyrics
[The Nits - J.O.S. Days lyrics]
Between two football fields
With the names of the men that
Were killed on the battle fields
They were center forwards, keepers and backs
They thought they would win
It's a family tradition
To play in a football team
I have nephews, dumb but tall
Who, still foetus, kicked the ball
I've got flat feet and my knees are weak
They all thought it was time to start
My JOS days in my JOS days
The last war in this country
The fighting lasted four days
Between the names on this list
I see one name again
He had my age and my first name
He thought he would win like in his JOS days
In his JOS days
They had too many boys
Who wanted to be in a team
So in one day, in one match
You had to prove your ability
I was knocked out, a real disgrace
A break with the family tradition
Of the JOS days in my JOS days
I can live without a finger
And I can live without a toe
But a head is necessary