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So now its 38 years, of hurt and lose,
Still we’ve had 129 seasons of it, down the Blues,
and we had the squad, to win the day,
But unfortunately, our big players didn’t turn up and play.
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We went to a penalty shoot out, to keep the dream alive,
They tucked in and, we only managed 5,
Ok the spot looked a bit iffy and wet,
But come on even their keeper found the net.
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Excuses, excuses, Becks said, they did their best,
But once again they failed their test,
So should Sven stay or should he go,
He got four million a year, now that’s a lot of dough.
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We was robbed and was that half wit a German in disguise,
You know, the one with the whistle and the dodgy eyes,
And where are the kennels, at the stadium of light,
And does his stick glow in the night?
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So no trip for me, to the Alps to see the Swiss,
They were thinking of awarding him the final, are they taking the pi**,
And we were home and away and jumping about,
Until the idiot in the middle ruled it out.
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Oh well tournament over and lets look forward and not look back,
At least Wayne Rooney knows how to attack,
Talking of the boy wonder, I’ve penned a song the Rooney Tune,
Hopefully, when he hears it he’ll be over the moon.
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He’s broke his metatarsal, so the boy ain’t fit ,
But he’s the finest player to wear our kit,
So we’ve two years now to make sure it all clicks,
Ta ra to Portugal in 2004, bring on the Germans in 2006.