( I think it's bad news for the English game.
We're not creative enough. We're not positive enough.)
It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming...
Football's coming home.
(We'll go on getting bad results, getting bad results, getting bad results...)
It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming...
Football's coming home.
It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming...
Football's coming home.
Everyone seems to know the score.
They've seen it all before.
They just know. They're so sure.
That England's gonna throw it away,
gonna blow it away, but I know they can play.
'Cos I remember So many jokes so many sneers
But all those oh so nears,
wears you down through the years
& I still see that tackle by Moore,
& when Lineker scores, Bobby belting the ball,
& Nobby dancing
Three lions on a shirt
Jules Rimet still gleaming
Thirty years of hurt
Never stopped me dreaming Three lions on a shirt
Jules Rimet still gleaming
Thirty years of hurt
Never stopped me dreaming
(England have done it in the last minute of extra time.
What a day! Good Old England
England have played the ball. England have put it in the bag.)
I know that was then. But this could be again.
It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming... Football's coming home.
It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming... Football's coming home.
England have done it!
It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming... Football's coming home.
Three lions on a shirt. Jules Rimet still gleaming.
Thirty years of hurt. Never stopped me dreaming
It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming... Football's coming home.
Three lions on a shirt. Jules Rimet still gleaming.
Thirty years of hurt. Never stopped me dreaming
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