Dry Your Eyes Becks lyrics

One single moment you whole life can turn around
In the distance I see Wayne Rooney falling to the ground
Looks like he`s gonna give, then looks like he`s not
But finally the referee is pointing to the spot
It`s all come down to this then, It`s like everybody says
As I stare into the eyes of Fabien Barthez
Will I go left?, Will I go right? Haven`t decided yet
Sod it! I`ll just stick the thing in the back of the bloody net
I let go with my right boot, my whole world begins to freeze
I`m begging the silver ball, please go in please
I see a union jack in the air as somebody waves it
But my whole world is in dispair cos Barthez saves it

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Chorus
Dry your eyes Becks
I know it`s hard to take but as I said before like
There`s plenty more games in group B
Dry your eyes Becks
You`ll have a chance to proove yourself against the swiss on Thursday
Or at the end of the day like,
It`s over

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So then the lads start looking at me as if I`ve commited a crime
But we`re still 1-0 up going into injury time
The ref checks his watch and we all look at the clocks
Then Heskey commits a foul on the edge of our box
We all regroup and make a wall, stand there hand in hand
There`s no sign of Posh at all, anywhere in the stand#
We all know what they`re gonna do, it can only be one man
They all call him Zizou, his name is Zindine Zidane
I wonder if he remembers how in the tunnel I gave him a kiss
I wonder if it`ll please, please make him miss!
But now he sticks in the net which means now we`re all level
And all I`ve got left are the tears of Gary Neville

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Chorus
Dry your eyes Becks
I know it`s hard to take but as I said before like
There`s plenty more games in group B
Dry your eyes Becks
You`ll have a chance to proove yourself against the swiss on Thursday
Or at the end of the day like,
It`s over

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We`re all over the shop, when will the ref blow the whistle?
We`re not playing like England no more, more like Partick Thistle
We need a pep talk, a speech, a sermon
Cos we`re not getting anything from this ref, who just happens to be German
There he goes again, giving out a yellow card
When suddenly the ball breaks to Steven Gerrard
I see the hopes of a nation, all gone up in flames
With a lunge of despairation from our keeper David James
The referee points to the spot,
God I`d give you a million quid
If you please please make Zidane do what I did.
But he sticks it in the net, how could I think he would miss
Cos I`m starting to regret giving Zidane that kiss

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Chorus
Dry your eyes Becks
I know it`s hard to take but as I said before like
There`s plenty more games in group B
Dry your eyes Becks
You`ll have a chance to proove yourself against the swiss on Thursday
Or at the end of the day like,
It`s over
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