Led like lambs to the slaughter? Certainly
Fed like Christians to the lions? S’right
As them Romans took their just revenge
On Londinium conquerors last night.
At any stage were we in the game?
Not once, without a doubt
When JT controlled one with his hand
We were fending off a rout.
“No Totti, No Party” a banner read
As our night went bad from to worse
Their joyous occasion went straight ahead
As they emphatically partied without us.
As we trudged off, easily beaten at the end
Reduced to ten, and a long long way from home
In Europe, it’s clear, we’ve gotta learn to defend
Or it’s Arrivederci Roma!