To Capello
¶ 1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 To Capello
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Everybody knows it
but you
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Some of us
have been saying it
since he was at Norwich,
been perplexed as Sven and Mc Claren
made the same mistake you’re making now
¶ 4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Open your eyes.
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England playing without Rob Green
is like trying to sail without wind,
surf without waves,
fly without wings.
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It can’t be done
any longer.
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An England player
in a West Ham shirt.
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We’ve seen Carson killed by nerves,
seen Robinson Kick air,
seen what James is like at crosses
¶ 9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 Isn’t it time we saw some quality?
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As the next Banks looks on
behind the scenes
give him a game
and we just might win the world cup.
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