Dry Your Eyes Becks Lyrics
One single moment you whole life can turn around<br />
In the distance I see Wayne Rooney falling to the ground<br />
Looks like he's gonna give, then looks like he's not<br />
But finally the referee is pointing to the spot<br />
It's all come down to this then, It's like everybody says<br />
As I stare into the eyes of Fabien Barthez<br />
Will I go left?, Will I go right? Haven't decided yet<br />
Sod it! I'll just stick the thing in the back of the bloody net<br />
I let go with my right boot, my whole world begins to freeze<br />
I'm begging the silver ball, please go in please<br />
I see a union jack in the air as somebody waves it<br />
But my whole world is in dispair cos Barthez saves it<br />
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Chorus<br />
Dry your eyes Becks<br />
I know it's hard to take but as I said before like<br />
There's plenty more games in group B<br />
Dry your eyes Becks<br />
You'll have a chance to proove yourself against the swiss on Thursday<br />
Or at the end of the day like, <br />
It's over<br />
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So then the lads start looking at me as if I've commited a crime<br />
But we're still 1-0 up going into injury time<br />
The ref checks his watch and we all look at the clocks<br />
Then Heskey commits a foul on the edge of our box<br />
We all regroup and make a wall, stand there hand in hand<br />
There's no sign of Posh at all, anywhere in the stand#<br />
We all know what they're gonna do, it can only be one man<br />
They all call him Zizou, his name is Zindine Zidane<br />
I wonder if he remembers how in the tunnel I gave him a kiss<br />
I wonder if it'll please, please make him miss!<br />
But now he sticks in the net which means now we're all level<br />
And all I've got left are the tears of Gary Neville<br />
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Chorus<br />
Dry your eyes Becks<br />
I know it's hard to take but as I said before like<br />
There's plenty more games in group B<br />
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Dry your eyes Becks<br />
You'll have a chance to proove yourself against the swiss on Thursday<br />
Or at the end of the day like, <br />
It's over<br />
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We're all over the shop, when will the ref blow the whistle?<br />
We're not playing like England no more, more like Partick Thistle<br />
We need a pep talk, a speech, a sermon<br />
Cos we're not getting anything from this ref, who just happens to be German<br />
There he goes again, giving out a yellow card<br />
When suddenly the ball breaks to Steven Gerrard<br />
I see the hopes of a nation, all gone up in flames<br />
With a lunge of despairation from our keeper David James<br />
The referee points to the spot, <br />
God I'd give you a million quid <br />
If you please please make Zidane do what I did.<br />
But he sticks it in the net, how could I think he would miss<br />
Cos I'm starting to regret giving Zidane that kiss<br />
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Chorus<br />
Dry your eyes Becks<br />
I know it's hard to take but as I said before like<br />
There's plenty more games in group B<br />
Dry your eyes Becks<br />
You'll have a chance to proove yourself against the swiss on Thursday<br />
Or at the end of the day like, <br />
It's over
