Engerland
¶ 1
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Beckham won’t pay your mortgage
Rooney won’t do your job
Terry won’t do the shopping
Crouch won’t watch over your hob
¶ 2
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So why do you care about their lives?
Your life is worth more than a game
In four years there’s a different champion
And you go back to feeling the same
¶ 3
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What’s to gain from winning the world cup?
Glory for the players above
But you’ll still have to pay the mortgage
And do a job that you really don’t love
¶ 4
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Football casues domestic violence
And fighting and crime in our streets
I don’t dare to go to my local
I can’t get a drink or a seat
¶ 5
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So if winning is fairly pointless
Why the heck do you get so stressed
You’re bound to be disappointed
Not caring like me is the best
¶ 6
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I’ve never once been disappointed
My expectations are modest and real
I care about things that are important
So let’s make a pact or a deal
¶ 7
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When I laugh at the loss of England
And offer a toast at your sad tears
I’ll do it in private in my home
If you’ll do the same in four years
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