Letras: Justin Hawkins. Other. England.

England men, England women, England boys, England girls
Tears of pride will stain your faces when we conquer the world
England is the motherland of football
And the World Cup will once again be hers

Football will be our only weapon
Skill and power will be our only shield
We fought them on the beaches
Now we'll play them on the field
And once again the world will surely yield

England, England, England, England, England, England, England England, England, England, England, England, England, England

From the Tyne to the White Cliffs and the Cornish Sea
Every rolling moor and every shining city
Every town and village shouting ever so proudly
For an English victory
Our boys have got balls, all we need's a pitch
Scratching away at the 40 year itch
Pull on the England shirt, be proud of every stitch
'Cos this year's pickings will be rich

England, England, England, England, England, England, England England, England, England, England, England, England, England

England, England, England, England

Engerland

England, England, England, England, England, England, England England, England, England, England, England, England, England England