At last the surprises are over
Forget what has gone before
We got a proper semi final
A complete and utter bore
At last the surprises are over
Forget what has gone before
We got a proper semi final
A complete and utter bore
I never thought the day would come
In fact I would have
thought it absurd
When the Football
sense of “Brazilian”
Wasn’t the most
popular use of the word
The reason England failed
So says a guy in a
Favela
“It’s all the fault of
that
Spoon bending fella”
“We’d have won if we
hadn’t
Snubbed Uri Gellar”
The Brazil side was
The best I’ve ever
seen
They were the best
Team that’s ever been
Pele, Rivelino and
Jairzinho, Holy
Trinity
Of the Champions
In Nineteen seventy
The Brazil of old
Used to be a team of
flow
A samba side with
flare
Pass and move, give
and go
The modern Brazil
Though, are a team of
guile
Deceit and cunning
Replacing the cavalier
style
The Twenty fourteen
Brazil
Are a team of moments
But if they fail in
them
They fail in
tournament’s
2010You should always have a plan B
In Completive football
I’d say
Unfortunately for
England though
They neglected to have
a plan A
In big games teams are too afraid
To lose, which is a
sin
So just throw caution
to the wind
And go for the win
There has only been one thing
More inept than
England and it
Is Alan Shearer’s
pompously
Hapless performance as
a pundit
England will fly home
Into Glasgow Airport
Thus ensuring, a
heroes
Welcome of a sort
The reason England failed
So says a guy in a
Favela
“It’s all the fault of
that
Spoon bending fella”
“We’d have won if we
hadn’t
Snubbed Uri Gellar”
You should always have a plan B
In Completive football
I’d say
Unfortunately for
England though
They neglected to have
a plan A
The Brazil of old
Used to be a team of
flow
A samba side with
flare
Pass and move, give
and go
The modern Brazil
Though, are a team of
guile
Deceit and cunning
Replacing the cavalier
style
The Twenty fourteen
Brazil
Are a team of moments
But if they fail in
them
They fail in
tournament’s
The Brazil side was
The best I’ve ever
seen
They were the best
Team that’s ever been
Pele, Rivelino and
Jairzinho, Holy
Trinity
Of the Champions
In Nineteen seventy
Suarez should be hungry
Like all strikers
But for goals
And not for other
players
“England are out what did you think?
What a free kick” he gave me a wink
“Those Brazilian's are good though
Best team won don't you think so?”
Now he wasn't English that for certain
And he surely didn't look Brazilian
Now there a clue a sardonic grin
He really must be of Celtic origin
Brazil Brazil is the Celtic chant
From the clan
McCarlos and McCafu
Scotland’s allies in the yellow and blue
Must defeat the Englishmen for you
I feel more pity than I feel contempt
Though not enough to shed a tear
What a truly sad existence you endure
No talented team of Scots to cheer
How sad and bitter you poor Celts are
Lacking a worthy team home grown
You must bathe in the reflected glory
Of greater nations than your own
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