Straight To Penalties
¶ 1
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watching England’s tricky
wherever you stand
given we’re consistently
ever-moaning fans
¶ 2
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drowned in mediocrity
drained until we cry
put through ev’ry wringer
then hung out to dry
¶ 3
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worn out with emotion
clinging on somehow
this is how it’s always felt
watching us til now
¶ 4
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once I used to dread them
loathe them like the plague
those we missed still haunt me
even though they’re vague
¶ 5
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but if there were an option
mine would be this please
can we skip the game and go…
straight to penalties?
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