Everything But The Goal ~ Euro 16 Final
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this wasn’t written in the script
they just had to turn up
so was it fear or maybe stress
that stole away the Cup?
¶ 2
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and even Christiano’s tears
would in the end show joy
and leave the French with broken hearts
and all their dreams destroyed….
for all the endless passing made
by Germany and Spain
for all the drive of Italy
they all fell short again
¶ 3
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and no-one fancied Portugal
a’ one-man team’ they cried..
and though absurd they finished third
that little fancied side
but ‘one man’ (Eder) did for them
a stunning late late blast
a moment in that Paris night
that will forever last ~
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and like the song the French won’t *want
to talk about it* now
the chances made and how they played
don’t matter anyhow~
and they can say they did their best
they played with heart and soul
but like the band they left us with……
Ev’rything But The Goal*
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