A New Ingerland

I wasn't even born when we won the World Cup I'm forty-six now and all hope I've given up My wife asks me now 'Why don't you be a better fan?' But all the players I loved at school already failed for In-gur-land I loved you then, but I don't love you still I bet you'd beat Portugal, but it ended nil-nil I don't feel bad about letting you go I just feel bad about letting you know... There's no way we'll win the World Cup Unless we play like a new In-gur-land And win at penalties I loved the games in Italia '90 But that was bloody years ago! I can't survive on the rubbish since then Every time we go down to ten men... I saw two shooting stars last night I looked at them, but they were only highlights Is it wrong to wish on the BBC? I wish, I wish, but here's reality... There's no way we'll win the World Cup Unless we play like a new In-gur-land And win at penalties