Euro 2012 Day 7 Match 1
¶ 1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Croatia 1 Italy 1
¶ 2
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You’re the cat with the cream, Slaven Biliæ,
an advertiser’s dream, Slaven Biliæ.
You are nobody’s fool,
the epitome of cool,
you’re the sharpest damned tool
in the village.
¶ 3
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You’re an icon of style, Slaven Biliæ,
with your earring and smile, Slaven Biliæ.
You can wear any suit
with creases acute,
when your team comes to loot
and to pillage.
¶ 4
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Are you a Foo Fighter fan, Slaven Biliæ?
A Brian Ferry man, Slaven Biliæ?
Did you like INXS?
Lady Gaga, I guess?
I bet you never liked Yes
or Steve Hillage.
¶ 5
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Are you a farmer at heart, Slaven Biliæ?
Throw the hay in the cart, Slaven Biliæ?
Do you secretly ache
for a hoe and a rake
and a vast hundred ac-
-res of tillage?
¶ 6
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The Italians were rocked, Slaven Biliæ,
by the second half, shocked, Slaven Biliæ.
Will Spain be destroyed?
Is your keeper now buoyed?
Has he trained to avoid
any spillage?
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