Three Jagged White Stripes On His Feet.
¶ 1
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On a bed in a sun kissed Utopia
As an oiled copper arm shields me eyes
‘Er’ indoors said “Babe whats come over yer?”
I’m chilled out, which in her sparks surprise.
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A twinkling blue sea sweeps the shoreline
Candy floss sky floats on by
Just then a kid wearing three jagged stripes
Turns on a light in me mind.
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I’m back in the mode switched on overload
As three white stripes point me to goal
Uwe Seeler, Der Bomber, Franz Beckenbauer
Johann Cruyff, Johnny Rep, Rudi Krol.
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I’m seeing Platini, Tigana, Giresse
Bobby Moore, Martin Peters, Geoff Hurst
Beside Bobby Charlton, El Beatle, D. Law
Georgie Cohen, Ray Wilson, A. Ball.
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It’s been a few weeks since seasons finale
A new ones a few weeks away
Ain’t it funny how a small kid on The Algarve
With three jagged white stripes on his feet,
Can remind you of The Beautiful Game?
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