Port Vale Football Club is an English football club that play in Football League Two. They are based in Burslem, Staffordshire — one of six towns that make up the city of Stoke-on-Trent. The club's traditional rivals in the city are Stoke City, and games between the two clubs are known as the "Potteries derby". However, the last derby match took place on 10 February 2002 and with Stoke City in the Premier League, rivalry has increased between Port Vale and other local clubs, namely Burton Albion, Macclesfield Town, Shrewsbury Town, Walsall, Wrexham, and especially Crewe Alexandra.
Port Vale are one of the few English league clubs not to be named after a city or town. The name Port Vale exists on maps pre–dating the 1876 formation of the club, and is a reference to a valley of ports on the Trent and Mersey Canal, associated with the city's pottery industry. They have played more seasons in the second tier of English football (41) than any other club who have never reached the top tier. They were in fact founder members of the original Second Division in 1892, and were also founder members of the Fourth Division in 1958.
Thomas John "Tom" Pope (born 27 August 1985) is an English footballer who plays as a centre forward for League Two side Port Vale.
A Crewe Alexandra Academy graduate, he turned professional with the club in 2005 after impressing at non-league side Biddulph Victoria in 2004–05. He was loaned out to Conference North sides Lancaster City and Stafford Rangers in 2005–06, before he spent 2006–07 on loan at Barrow, also of the Conference North. He established himself in the Crewe first team picture in 2007–08, before becoming the club's top scorer in 2008–09 with ten League One goals. He became Rotherham United's joint-record signing when he made a £150,000 move to the Yorkshire club in June 2009. He scored five goals in the 2009–10 campaign, before he was loaned out to Port Vale in January 2011. The loan was made permanent in time for the start of the 2011–12 season.
Pope was a part of Crewe Alexandra's highly acclaimed youth set-up, but was not offered a professional contract with the club. He instead was forced to make his name in the Midland Football Alliance with Biddulph Victoria. During this time the teenager found work as a window-fitter. He scored fifteen goals in his first season with Biddulph, and added a further twelve to his tally before returning to Crewe as a professional in October 2005 — manager Dario Gradi now convinced of Pope's potential. Pope chose to head to Crewe after two unsuccessful trials with boyhood club Port Vale.
John Michael "Ozzy" Osbourne (born 3 December 1948) is an English heavy metal vocalist and songwriter, whose musical career has spanned over 40 years. Osbourne rose to prominence as lead singer of the pioneering English band Black Sabbath, whose dark and hard sound helped spawn the heavy metal genre. Due to Sabbath's dark style, Osbourne became known as the "Prince of Darkness". Osbourne is also known as the "Godfather of Heavy Metal".
In the early 2000s, Osbourne's career expanded when he became a star in his own reality show The Osbournes, alongside wife/manager Sharon and two of their three children, Kelly and Jack. A documentary about his life and career, God Bless Ozzy Osbourne, premiered in April 2011 at the Tribeca Film Festival and was released on DVD in November 2011. Osbourne has achieved multi-platinum status as a solo artist and with Black Sabbath and has sold over 100 million albums worldwide.
John Michael "Ozzy" Osbourne was born in Aston, Birmingham, England, on 3 December 1948. His father Jack worked shifts as a toolmaker at GEC. His mother Lillian worked for the car components firm Lucas. John was the fourth of six children. Ozzy had two brothers (Paul and Tony) and three sisters (Jean, Iris and Gillian); they lived in a small two bedroom home at 14 Lodge Road in Aston. The nickname "Ozzy" was first used when he was in primary school. Although called "John" by his first wife Thelma, Osbourne states that it has been a long time since he's recognised himself when called by his formal name.
BIG on the underground
What's the point of knocking me down?
Everybody knows
I'm already good on the ground
Most of us stay strong
Shit don't really bound us
Then I go on my own
Making bombs with rubber bands
I have my heart down
So I need a man for romance
Streets are making em hard
So they selfish little roamers
Jumpin' girl to girl
Make us meat like burgers
When I get fat
I'll pop me out some leaders
A protocol to be a Rocawear model?
It didn't really drop that way
My legs hit the hurdle
A protocol to be a rocker on a label?
It didn't really drop that way
my beats were too evil
But I put away paper for later so I'm stable
A better something better come
So I could get cable
Ghetto pops, food drops
stored up in my stable
cook em up , pop em down
Eat em off ya table
The village got on the phone
Said the street is comin' to town
They wanna check my papers
See what I carry around
Credentials are boring
I burnt them at the burial ground
Don't order me about
I'm an outlaw from the badland
Put away shots for later
So I'm stable
Live in trees chew on feet
Watch lost on cable
Bird flu gonna get you
Made it in my stable
From the crap you drop
I'm a killjoy
even offstage i'm plastered
memories of a sex stained flower
on the wall of your room
i need a view
i need a few
people around me think they are California bound
we're turning blue and yellow
we don't make a sound
i've sunk into cold floors
half naked and always stumbling
you are to me
however you want to be
as long as we're machines (we will lose)
we are just a dream (the unknown)
no ordinary tease
of another life
come find
we ought to be
how we used to be
a more human and extraordinary love
hush up that gypsy queen in the back of magazines
crush the pills
flip it over
rip this oxy
fuck alter boy sensitivity
make it numb to learn
we can;t get far enough
from nights of
dancing on the streets like we paved them ourselves
and now we've learned to chase our liquor with disaster
palm readers never let you know
palm readers never let you go
we're all ribbon chasers
without ribbons of our own
under the watchful eye of a dirty bird
my chemical companion
can't you read my mind?
you want some attention
[Intro:]
Yo look yah (a wah)
Look pon har now
(She collect dough)
Ya know
Watch wah she a gwaan so fah
A devil yuh know
Yo (Jah know star)
A di devil dem mi love still mi nah lie (fi real)
Warn to dem Russian
[Chorus:]
Seh nuff a dem pretty pon di outside
But a dem a di devil pon di inside
Outside clean like a pearl or a ruby
But inna dem heart just dark up and dirty (ooh)
Look how she cute
Look how she sexy
Mi neva know she woulda turn round and stress me
She pretty pon di outside
But a she a di devil pon di inside
And listen now...
[Verse 1:]
Nuff a dem gyal deh weh a walk up
And dung inna di streets
Inna flip flops and skinny jeans
Quick fi tell you how dem rate you
And dem love you but you find out
Seh dem nuh know what love means
If you follow dem you think a heaven dem send from
But most a dem a have up di same intention
A one touch har a par dung a St. Ann
Or a man fi tek him money spend pon
[Chorus:]
Nuff a dem pretty pon di outside
But a dem a di devil pon di inside
Outside clean like a pearl or a ruby
But inna dem heart just dark up and dirty (ooh)
Look how she cute
Look how she sexy
Mi neva know she woulda turn round and stress me
She pretty pon di outside
But a she a di devil pon di inside
Watch ya now...
[Verse 2:]
Mi know di tricks and di trails inna di game of life
Been around these ting more than once and twice
You cyah trick me no becah mi live and grow
Mek mi tell you how di whole ting go
When you see a girl come link you with di big bag
You know she nuh plan fi go back a har yard
Worse when you see dem start send di bagga please call mi
You mek you know seh she love beg hard
Nuff a dem wake up inna your bed and dem cyah mek it up
Dem anger know fi pull it up and wet it up
And dem deh come a said dem a wifey
But it nuh look likely
Inna public dem cyah invite me
[Chorus:]
A nuff a dem pretty pon di outside
But a dem a di devil pon di inside
Outside clean like a pearl or a ruby
But inna dem heart just dark up and dirty (ooh)
Look how she cute
Look how she sexy
Mi neva know she woulda turn round and stress me
She pretty pon di outside
But a she a di devil pon di inside
You know...
[Verse 3:]
Anyweh you see dem
You can know dem
You can spot dem from a far
Dem nuh really wah love
No wah no husband
Dem wah di hype and di vanity par
A wonda if dem have soul
How can a pretty pretty girl be so cold
Look how she hot but she cold
A must a pretty devil
Pretty devil...
[Chorus:]
She pretty pon di outside
But a she a di devil pon di inside
Outside clean like a pearl or a ruby
But inna di heart just dark up and dirty (ooh)
Look how she cute
Look how she sexy
Mi neva know seh woulda turn round and stress me
She pretty pon di outside
But a she a di devil pon di inside
A watch yah now then...
[Verse 1:]
Nuff a dem gyal deh weh a walk up
And dung inna di streets
Inna flip flops and skinny jeans
Quick fi tell you how dem rate you
And dem love you but you find out
Seh dem nuh know what love means
If you follow dem you think a heaven dem send from
But most a dem have up di same intention
A one touch har a par dung a St. Ann
Or a man fi tek him money
Tek him money and done him
Done him...
Nuh laugh it nuh funny
[Outro:]
Head Concussion
Konshens
Where is my private ground
You say every ground is yours
Where can I hide and mind my private issues
Where can I self-express
I think I'm goin' insane
And the wave goes bashing again
Save the world from us - breed evil again
You call me virus while makin' me sick again
I spit on your law - I'll break again
And again and again... again
How can I love to be...
Your forces breed hate
How can I make you stop to wanna-rule my fate
Could you like to be fucked up...
By me and my friends
And the wave goes bashing again
Save the world from us - breed evil again
You call me virus while makin' me sick again
I spit on your law - I'll break again
And again and again... again
Now stop this bad games you play
We won't go away - we won't go away
Look at the world of today
We won't go away - we won't go away - now
Had a birthday yesterday, she cried
Took off her glasses, let her hair down and sighed
She told them all at work about her day
How is it no-one came? Woe, woe
Took the invitations to her friends
They were too busy, doing other things
Told them all at work about her day
How is it no-one came? Woe, woe
She took the decorations from the wall
It was the ladder loose that made her fall
She told them all at work about her day