They said we’d never make the trip
Along
came Sven to steer the ship
Injury
time deep we win a free kick
Golden
balls scores with the final kick
The
group of death they put us in
They
said that not a game you’ll win
Well,
we reached the quarterfinal
Losing
to Brazilian’s inspirational
We
will be back in four years’ time
To
great new heights we will climb
Our
place at the top we will regain
And
we will win the world cup again
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