F.I.F.A Fi Fo Fum….
¶ 1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 ….(We hear The Sound of The Failed Bid Drum)
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what is it with our papparazzi*
is there nothing that they’ll not stoop to?
if it’s truth or it’s lies they will surely deny us
the World Cup for me and for you
¶ 3
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and what is it with FIFA’s committee
do they not make enough from it all?
now the talk of corruption has kicked off some ruction
and you know we’re the bid that will fall
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we’re just brilliant at shooting ourselves in the foot
we’re superb at announcing some fix
we entice all our stars and seduce them in bars
with the simplest of underhand tricks
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it’s no wonder we never win nothing**
we play with our fears near and far
we’re just snails in the race and we’re losing our place
with our cynical press and PR
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so a big hand for our papparazzi*
to our freeloading Press girls and boys
is there nothing you’d stop at
and for once can’t you drop that
old button you press…… that destroys***
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