It ended like this once but perhaps, just perhaps there’ll be a new chapter??!!!
The story ends there
Or perhaps it goes on?
For all the years since
Are filled with hurt.
It’s hard to be English
We invented these games
But when push comes to shove
It’s always the same.
We always get beaten
And at our own game.
And beat by the Germans
Again and again
They say we are arrogant
Expecting to win
But it’s more disappointment
And patience worn thin.
And so often in football
The team in the way
Has been the same Germans
We beat on that day.
There’ll be a new tournament
We get up our hopes
But sooner or later
We’re back on the ropes.
There have been odd occasions
Where we have come close
But when it comes to a shoot out
The Germans are best.
So the story ends there
But also goes on
As we dream of the trophy
We’ve only once won.
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