Nice Two Son
¶ 1
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They call him the Greaves of the Orient
He comes from somewhere in Korea
And in defenders in England and Europe
He’s starting to instill mighty fear.
¶ 2
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He won’t get the accolades of others
Like Deme Alle or Eriksen the Dane
And he won’t be hero-worshipped by supporters
Like one of their own Harry Kane
But He toyed with the Cherries on Sunday
He’s the man who scored two of the goals
And the fans they all shouted out Nice One
LIke they used to with old Cyril Knowles.
¶ 3
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Nice One, Nice Two, maybe one day Nice Three
Will be sang when Son scores a goal
And the Greaves of the Orient
Will be revered and loved
In North London and the back streets of Seoul.
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