1st XI v AFC Oldsmiths
I think it’s bad news for the Stationers
We’re not creative enough, and we’re not positive enough
It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming
Football's coming home (We'll go on getting bad results)
It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming
Football's coming home
It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming
Football's coming home
It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming
Football's coming home
Everyone seems to know the score, they've seen it all before
They just know, they're so sure
That Stationer’s gonna throw it away, gonna blow it away
But I know they can play, 'cause I remember
Five Roses on a shirt
Jules Rimet still gleaming
Twenty Two years of hurt
Never stopped me dreaming
So many jokes, so many sneers
But all those "Oh, so nears" wear you down through the years
But I still see that tackle by Henners and when Elsey scored
Wattsy belting the ball, and Chalky dancing
Five Roses on a shirt
Jules Rimet still gleaming
Twenty Two years of hurt
Never stopped me dreaming
Stationers have done it, late in the second half again!
Hobson and Ansell to the rescue!
Jimmy-Joe and Breeno our Oxide and Neutrino
What a save, Perry Langley!
Good old Stationers, Stationers that couldn't play football!
Stationers have got it in the bag!
I know that was then, but it could be again
It's coming home
It's coming home
It's coming
Football's coming home
No tears for heroes dressed in Blue and Yellow
We’ve got plans for final day
Stay in bed
Drift away
It’s gonna be all
Songs in the street
It will be complete
It will be so sweet
And now I'm singing
Five Roses on a shirt
Jules Rimet still gleaming
No more years of hurt
No more need for dreaming
Talk about football coming home
And then one day down the Marshes
We were strong
We had grown
And now I see
Power ready for war
Jamo good as before
Seany certain to score
And Jacko screaming
Five Roses on a shirt
No more need for dreaming
We can dance Bradders dance
We can dance it France
It's coming home
It's coming home
Footballs coming home…
COYS
