Songtext von The Rise And Fall And Rise Of Greavsie

"So, Greavsie, well, what about the black lads gettin' bananas thrown at em?" "Well, it seems a bit unfortunate, I mean, uh, uh" Sitting on the bench, he starts another drink Drowning his sorrows watching Geoff Hurst's hat-trick The pressures of success led him to the bottle Now famous for his drinking, when once it was his football Now a TV personality, I see him every week If only he was as clever with his mouth As he was with his feet "The songs about critical, what you think about that" "I'm not saying, I mean, it seems a bit unfair on me, I mean I've only had me breakfast" "Ah ha ha, you'll be the death of my, Greavsie"