Everyone in England knows '66,
Since then wounds licked.
World Cup Willy, won't he?
Penance of the penalty!
Water under bridges,
Sadness, tears, near misses,
Failures and omissions.
Yellow cards, broken metatarsals
Spurs, Liverpool, Manchesters, Arsenal.
Talisman suspension not to mention
Golden generation holding hopes of the nation;
Losses, limp St George's Crosses:
Failed Managers, sacked bosses,
Golden balls, golden boots,
Fools gold fails at the roots.
But hope springs eternal, shoots!
We've had it all
Now we'll stand tall,
New hopes and dreams,
For this young team.
The game, from Russia with love.
Oh how we'll do it for you, Guv
Three Lions passion, the roar
The glory, new hopers, new dreamers
Every front room screamers.
I was one when we won,
Now this is the one!
More of Moore, Ball, Charlton, Styles;
It's been a while,
It's been a while,
This is the year, that we smile!
