
Four Tigers Dan Bull
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[Verse 1]
It's Terry Bull
Necking bevies 'til my belly's very full
I let it all hang out
Innit incredible?
This ain't a sports tournament
It's a festival
To see how many people we can turn into vegetables
It's not a game
For me it's something sexual
I've never kicked a ball
Except for some testicles
So I hope you know a medical professional
'Cause I'm looking for somebody to deck, and you're eligible
A dodgy fucker, call me Terry Venables
I put an end to more bloody cunts than the menopause
Wrecking your heart
No, not a chance
I'll break you down like Chrouchies' robot dance
[Chorus]
England, England
Come on England
E-N-G... L... A, oh
G... L... A...
E-England!
It's Terry Bull
Necking bevies 'til my belly's very full
I let it all hang out
Innit incredible?
This ain't a sports tournament
It's a festival
To see how many people we can turn into vegetables
It's not a game
For me it's something sexual
I've never kicked a ball
Except for some testicles
So I hope you know a medical professional
'Cause I'm looking for somebody to deck, and you're eligible
A dodgy fucker, call me Terry Venables
I put an end to more bloody cunts than the menopause
Wrecking your heart
No, not a chance
I'll break you down like Chrouchies' robot dance
[Chorus]
England, England
Come on England
E-N-G... L... A, oh
G... L... A...
E-England!
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