It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Footballs coming home
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Footballs coming home
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Footballs coming home
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Footballs 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
Three Lions on a shirt
Jules Rimet still gleaming
Thirty years of hurt
Never stopped me dreaming
So many jokes, so many sneers
But all those oh-so nears
When your down, through the years
But I still see that tackle by Moore
And when Lineker scored
Bobby belting the ball
And Nobby dancing
I know that was then
But it could be again
It's coming home
It's coming
Footballs coming home
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Footballs coming home
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Footballs coming home
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Footballs coming home
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