The crotches of St George are flying all around me! The crotches of St George are flying all around me! The crotches of St George are flying all around me! It's coming home! It's coming home! It's coming! The football's coming home! It's coming home! It's coming home! It's coming! The football's coming home! Tears for heroes dressed in grey No plans for final day Stay in bed, drift away It could have been all songs in the street It was nearly complete, it was nearly so sweet And now I'm singing three lines on a shirt Jewels remain still gleaming No more years of thirst No more need for dreaming Talk about football coming home And then one night in Rome We were strong, we had grown And now I sing it's ready for war Gazza girders before sheer assertion to score And psychos screaming three lines on a shirt Jewels remain still gleaming No more years of thirst No more need for dreaming Beautiful football by England, Gazza! Oh, that is majestic! And it's here! England 0, England 0 And we're there in France 1998 We could dance, no, please dance We could dance it in France England 0, England 0 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, three lines on a shirt It's coming, jewels remain still gleaming It's coming home No one hears a thirst It's coming home No more debut dreaming It's coming, three lines on a shirt It's coming home It's coming, jewels remain still gleaming It's coming home No one hears a thirst It's coming home No more debut dreaming It's coming home Three lines on a shirt It's coming home Jewels remain still gleaming It's coming home No one hears a thirst It's coming home No more debut dreaming It's coming home Three lines on a shirt It's coming home