Still looking for Eric (Cantona)
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1.2 mil was the magic number
Au Revoir Leeds, the title won
Short swift leap across the Pennines
To become Salford’s favourite son
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Rebel with a touch of danger
We prefer to call it creative flair
Flawed genius, yes that’s what he was
Seducing all in a frantic love affair
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I’m not one to condone Kungfu Fu Eric
But Selhurst saw yob law met head on
Simmons just added to the fable
By the right boot of the Stretford Don
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And so all the seagulls followed the trawler
In frantic search of sardines they trailed
Nobody thought, everybody just knew
“Ooh aah Cantona!” the faithful wailed
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Unmatched influence on the English game
That regal air and the poise of a cleric
Twelve years on we still seek that hero
Yes that’s right, we’re still looking for Eric
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Number7
© Emdad Rahman
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