I am yet to see or hear of an official World Cup song for England this year. Every four years our national team is assembled out of a Premier League of teams comprising of largely foreign talent, only for our national cream to be exposed as a bit useless.
New managers come and go, new stars emerge but, at the end of the day, the nation gasps once more in horror that the majority of players in our World cup team can't string five passes together and inevitably lose doggedly to a superior team with natural talent. But, who knows, with a shrewd Italian at the helm, with an absurd amount of luck and as long as each of our team is given a personal Dyson bladeless fan to carry around while on the sweltering South African pitch, everything is possible. So, here is my effort at an official England World Cup song.
We're En-ger-land
Every four years its always the same
We claim that football is our national game
We gather some over-paid professional stars
And watch them sky penalties over the bar
We're En-ger-land
We're En-ger-land
Every four years its always the same
World Cup fever with Rio and Wayne
But we never get into the World Cup final
The whole team is injured and believe me its spinal
We're En-ger-land
We're En-ger-land
Every four years its the same in the end
Italians score one then sit back and defend
We haven't the grace of Brazil or Argentina
If our team was a car it would be a Ford Cortina
We're En-ger-land
We're En-ger-land
Every four years its always the same
We go out in the quarters the boss takes the blame
This time we're playing in a murder capital of a State
We're gonna get murdered anyhow so what difference does it make?
We're En-ger-land
We're En-ger-land
What our team lacks in talent it makes up for in money,
Fast cars, adultery and abortions quick hurry
Our team doesn't pray they play like dogs dinners
Brazil love Jesus that's why they are winners
We're En-ger-land
We're En-ger-land
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