The Wall'd Cup Song Lyrics

Come in with the wall p

4 fat MC's

King of the jungle, I got 3

Lions on my shirt

If you wanna feel the hurt

You should get down on the floor

So you can check your mother's skirt

Harry on the ball, kane scores them all

From the floor to the wall he makes the call

With Jack on the left he can pass the rest

To the back of the net and then fuck the ref

Fuck the EU, signed the wall people

Their common policies agricultural

They ain't Good man like Saul

European union get split like Maul

Our bars are free from malformation

We escaped to save our nation

For the bananas you banned your gonna catch these hands

I'm gonna spin your head like a ceiling fan

With curvature abnormal

Go in on your arsehole raw till you've had your fill

Waging war till full time's called

Please suck on Southgates balls

By order of the people in the Walls

We are gonna win, oh win it all

When it's getting hard, the rest will fall

King of the jungle, or not at all

We will bring it home, or not at all

Bitch got a full-back and I pocket sterling

Six foot three and built like Erling

Magic like merlin, got your girl squirtin

I'd be a virgin if UKIP had a turn-in office

Always in the bush like Steve Irwin

With the ethnic slurs in

Got the baking tray and I'm serving

Score so many goals

Make em look like bowls

Defence full of holes were moles

Yeah they call me Billingham

Surname Gillingham

Girls I'm filling-em

Rappers I'm grillen-am, to Jack im winging-em

Wringing-em, stinging-em, slinging-em

Yeah I'm killing-em

Yeah I'm chel-mo, cake like jel-o

Pull up on a bitch and she say hell-no

Dunk my bags on a bitch

And give her PG's Tips

Got a girl? Tryna lips

Keep her off the footie pitch

You hate us cuz you aint us

Heart-ache made us

Don't care if you're a O-A-P, bloke, ba-by, bro, lady

Let's stand up for the same team

Go crazy for the same dream from the 1960's, remix me

Spit 16 for southgates waisty bro dont be hasty

No time wasty we got finals make G

Unlike ya Dad it's coming back home

These lads will have us cuming at home

We both flow off the dome, and done bits at home

Play the field and plough foreign bros

Move sylla-balls in space ET phone home

But please don't take me home

Finish with a Tardar and an Au-vouir

Hitting these bars up like Frank Lampard

I hope they all cross the line by far

They go over ya head so go scan VAR

You won't catch em like Ro Green

Get on both knees, no close team

Just pass us the trophy

We could slap ya back with a can in the hand

While we're singing for Engerland

No gas birds faint when they see this mannschaft

Fuck up your country like Maggie Thatcha

We are gonna win, oh win it all

When it's getting hard, the rest will fall

King of the jungle, or not at all

We will bring it home, or not at all

We are gonna win, oh win it all

When it's getting hard, the rest will fall

King of the jungle, or not at all

We will bring it home, or not at all