England 3 Switzerland 0
Gill and the girls have gone down to Cath’s
I’m not sitting here all alone
I’m going to the Open Shop to watch the match
I might meeet somebody, might find a friend
Walter’s sitting there, he’s Scottish, he’s off
Instead I find a pal, goldfish eyes, talks about darts and his auntie
Rooney scores, that’s a bonus
He’s on my team
Half time. Double Jameson’s. Pint of landlord.
Sit down again.
Score Rooney! Score Stevie!
The match is all over.
What now? Talk to no-one. Down the street, to the Springvale
Punters spilling on the pavement, all are talking, none are talking
To the bar, order a pint, order a whisky, make it a double and…
drink. Drink them both up. No-one talking, none to kiss
That’s what Mark told me to do
But he would, that’s his scene now and
Off home, off to the chip shop,
Walk away and buy food and
Not be sick. Not to be sick. And walk the walk back home now.