I was driving home after the match
Listening
to the report on the BBC
It was
described as a fascinating contest
Which
surprised the hell out of me
Far from
being an interesting match
It was the
most boring thing you could see
I was driving home after the match
Listening
to the report on the BBC
It was
described as a fascinating contest
Which
surprised the hell out of me
Far from
being an interesting match
It was the
most boring thing you could see
If Nani was in your team
Would you
enjoy his flare?
Well, I can
tell it has its place
But he just
shows off to be fair
If your team is doing well
You can
carry a player with flare
But if they’re
doing badly
He’s no more
than a waste of air
Are you wearing football socks?
Well yes
you’ve got the right team
But you
have forgotten to wear
The rest of
the kit it would seem
For a Bostonian
At his
pleasure
Has a
particular calling
When at his
leisure
And that’s
at Fenway Park
Where he
spends the day
With
kindred spirits watching
The Red Sox
play
Back in 1966
When I was
just a boy
I was full
of pride
Watching
Nobby’s jig of joy
And when
Bobby Moore
Was raised
shoulder high
Holding the
World Cup
We all
began to cry
No sooner had the stumps been pulled
Then the
Vintage Aussie Whine was served
Made from
their abundant sour grapes
It was to toast an English victory well deserved
Are you wearing a football shirt?
I like lady
footballers for my sins
My only
regret in your regard
Is you
choose shirts instead of skins
The crowd went wild
And the
opposition reeled
As the
Chicago Bugs
Won again
at Wriggly Field
Are you wearing ear muffs?
Sorry but
that’s how it appears
After all
how was I to know?
That you
have cauliflower ears
Back in 66
When I was
just a boy
I was full
of pride
Watching
Nobby’s jig of joy
And when
Bobby Moore
Was raised
shoulder high
Holding the
World Cup
It made
every Scotsman cry
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