"so, greavsie, well, what about the black lads gettin' bananas thrown at em?"

"well, it seems a bit unfortunate, i mean, uh, uh"

Sitting on the bench, he starts another drink

Drowning his sorrows watching geoff hurst's hat-trick

The pressures of success led him to the bottle

Now famous for his drinking, when once it was his football

Now a tv personality, i see him every week

If only he was as clever with his mouth

As he was with his feet

"the songs about critical, what you think about that"

"i'm not saying, i mean, it seems a bit unfair on me, i mean i've only had me breakfast"

"ah ha ha, you'll be the death of my, greavsie"