@migu music@

(Good old England, England who couldn't play football)

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

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, tey're so sure

That England's gonna throw it away

Gonna blow it away but I know they can play

Cause I remember

Three Lions on a shirt, Jules Rimet still gleaming

All these years of hurt, never stopped me dreaming

So many jokes, so many sneers

But all those oh-so-nears

Wear you down through the years

But I still see that tackle by Moore

And when Lineker scored

Bobby belting the ball

And Nobby Dancing

Three Lions on a shirt, Jules Rimet still gleaming

All these years of hurt, never stopped me dreaming

(Good old England, England who couldn't play football,

England have got it in the bag)

Dreaming!!!

I know that was then but it 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

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

One, two, one two three four

Three Lions on a shirt, Jules Rimet still gleaming

All these years of hurt, never stopped me dreaming

It's coming home, it's coming home

It's coming home …