We’re not as big as we would like to be When eloquent words just help to heal the pain We’re not as strong as we all aim to be When all our blood is stuck in the brain And it feels so bad, so it must be wrong And it feels so wrong, so it can’t be right
We’re not as cool as we intend to be When we wave goodbye to the trains we didn’t catch But we’re not as cold as we all try to be When we fight the draw on a 90 minute’s match Cause it feels so bad, so it must be wrong And it feels so wrong, so it can’t be right
So, let’s take our flags to Wednesday market place We sing a song for the ones we love so bad The glow returns onto your pretty face We’ll sing a song for the hope that we once had
We’re not as blue as we pretend to be When nothing sticks and all things fall apart We’re not so dark when there’s enough to see And when a morning ray still hits us in the heart Cause it would feel so bad, so it must be wrong And it feels so wrong, so it can’t be right
So, let’s take our flags to Wednesday market place We sing a song for the ones we love so bad The glow returns onto your pretty face We’ll sing a song for the hope that we once had
We’re not so small, and we’re not so weak And we’re not that blue, cause we’re not so bleak
So, let’s take our flags to Wednesday market place We sing a song for the ones we love so bad The glow returns onto your pretty face We’ll sing a song for the hope that we once had So, let’s take our flags to Wednesday market place We all sing a song for the ones we love so bad The glow returns onto your pretty face We’ll sing a song for the hope that we once had