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The official England band
Played tunes I could understand
As time went on it became like canned
laughter;
annoying, an irritant, a reminder
Englands results could have been kinder
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As we came home
The band played on
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A backdrop to failure, the soundtrack to loss
For years England won no more than a toss
The band would play The Great Escape
The barndoors untouched, England lost shape
We had no more than a ball and some grass
Our thanks go to the band, mainly of brass
But it’s finally time to let go of the past
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