There’s an empty seat at Vicarage Road It’s like turning off the light Because the spirit of the Shrodells stand Has gone to the Isle of Wight Is he going for family reasons? Is it just that he’s moving house? Or is it because when the Shrodells went He couldn’t get used to the Rous He suffered the cold, the wet, the snow A determined and loyal geezer Defeats, victories - he saw them all Now it’s Newport in the Beazer Luther & Mr Taylor were plotting to avoid the drop And then Graham said ‘do i not like this - where the bloody hell’s Ken??!! There’s a hornet missing from the nest We won’t see his like again here No more fancy footwork up Harwoods Road He’s dribbling on Sandown Pier!