A song for the England fans / Euros 2024...

Lyrics

In the land of Three Lions, where legends once roamed,
Our England team aspires, but victory remains postponed.
From Wembley’s hallowed turf to distant fields afar, 
We yearn for glory’s kiss, yet stumble, leaving scars.

Oh, England, England, your fans still believe, 
Through penalties missed and hopes deceived. 
The echoes of '66, they haunt our dreams, 
But when will you return, triumphant it seems?

Beneath the floodlights’ glow, they chase the elusive prize,
A constellation of stars, yet fate plays cruel ties. 
Roaring crowds and punditry, dissecting every play,
Yet victory slips through fingers, like grains of sand astray.

Oh, England, England, your fans still believe,
Through penalties missed and hopes deceived.
The echoes of '66, they haunt our dreams,
But when will you return, triumphant it seems?

From Beckham’s curling free kicks to Gazza’s tearful dance,
We’ve witnessed magic moments, yet fate’s a fickle chance.
Is it superstition, or cosmic forces at play? 
When you don’t watch, they win; when you do, they sway.

Oh, England, England, your fans still believe, 
Through penalties missed and hopes deceived.
The echoes of '66, they haunt our dreams,
But when will you return, triumphant it seems?

So let the anthem echo, across green fields wide, For England’s heart beats true, with every stride. And though we wrestle fate, in this beautiful game, Hope springs eternal—our lions shall rise again!

Oh, England, England, your fans still believe, Through penalties missed and hopes deceived. The echoes of '66, they haunt our dreams, But when will you return, triumphant it seems?

The Ballad Of England’s Struggle

Killing time on the outer edges of civilisation.

Experiments with Ableton, Autotune and AI Generative music.

More retro, easy listening than progressive

The Ballad Of England’s Struggle

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