MC Grammar receives the ball just on the halfway line
He passes, she passes back
And he's through!
It's just him and the keeper now!
Surely this is it!
He aims, he shoots, and he scores!
She passes,
he shoots
The crowd roars, will they score?
A sick flick,
free kick
She steps up,
they win!
It's the beautiful gang
Let the wallows play, what's it called?
Suck ball,
suck ball,
suck ball The biggest sport in the world
With trams all over the globe, what's it called?
Suck ball,
suck ball,
suck ball It's the beautiful gang
Let the wallows play, what's it called?
Suck ball, suck ball, suck ball
They won't ever give up Until their team wins the cup,
what's it called?
Suck ball, suck ball, suck ball Let's see
Once upon a time,
back in 1863 The FA started governing football efficiently
And they codified the rules,
pulled together regionally
Teams in a competition to play competitively Then in 1872,
the referees whistled blue
For the first FA Cup final at the Oval Fast forward to this century,
and incredibly
The sport is now a juggernaut and a remedy for many
See,
we worship all these superstars Purchasing our favourite shirts
Naming numbers on the back,
like we are professionals
Four billion people,
with the same reason Glued to the television's old season
11 vs 11,
going head to head To represent their club and their colours
So no other team's a part While their fans are in the stands
With their banners and their chants
Wishing and hoping this is their chance
For them to bring it home and parade it in the streets
All together celebrating The greatest in the nation
A footballing sensation See this right here's the moment
You've been chosen, can you handle it?
This one final match
Between you and the championship
The beautiful gang Let the wallows play,
what's it called?
Sing it, Roy! Football! Sing it, Roy!
The biggest sport in the world With trams all over the globe
What's it called?
Sing it, Love! Football! Sing it, Love!
Yes,
the beautiful gang Let the wallows play,
what's it called?
Sing it, Roy! Football! Sing it, Roy!
They won't ever give up Until their team wins the cup
What's it called?
Sing it, Roy! Football! Sing it, Roy!
Let me take you to the first World Cup in 1930
Where the hosts were Euroquag and they were also worthy
Winners fought to against Argentina
And every four years by the wars we have
seen Another 32 going through took the group
Then the 16,
the quarters,
the semis and down to two
And for two to become one you don't choose a champion
You go to battle with tackles to rattle them and dazzle them
To put two hands on the trophy Then kiss it slowly,
wait for the win
Then lose it totally
Cause if you got attackers then skip bosses,
defenders
And a tiki-taka you will always be remembered
Oi! That's a foul, Red!
Yep,
it's a penalty,
the red card was harsh But this moment could mean everything
I step up,
head up,
keep a stare ahead of me Right now he's
my enemy but I'm full of adrenaline
The whistle blows,
here I go,
keep a thighs,
bottom right Good try,
gave him the eyes,
the goal is mine
Time to shine,
cheeky chip,
frozen time It hits the net,
the crowd goes wild
They think it's all over,
it is not!
It's the beautiful gang Let the wallows play,
what's it called?
Sing it, Roy! Football! Sing it, Roy!
The biggest sport in the world which drives them low with the glove,
what's it called?
Sing it, Roy! Football! Sing it, Roy!
Yeah,
it's the beautiful gang Let the wallows play,
what's it called?
Football! Football! Football!
They won't ever give up until their team wins the cup,
what's it called?
Football! Football! Football!