Paroles de la chanson Meat Pie Sausage Roll par Grandad Roberts & His Son Elvis

Elvis,the atmosphere's bobbing,grab that tambourine

Alright Dad,let's kick a good beat


Meat pie sausage roll,come on Englandgi's a goal

Meat pie sausage roll,come on Englandgi's a goal

Ooh.... we've got a cornerOoh.... we've got a corner

Down at some foreign groundthe England fans look around

All seems lost the endseems nigh till a littleold man starts to cry:

Meat pie sausage roll,come on England gi's a goal

Meat pie sausage roll,come on England gi's a goal

Ooh.... we've got a cornerOoh.... we've got a corner

A fire breaks outin the England endA policeman comesto apprehend

Grandad tells himwith a gigglehis meat pie's notcooked in the middle

Meat pie sausage roll,come on England gi's a goal

Meat pie sausage roll,come on England gi's a goal

Ooh.... we've got a cornerOoh.... we've got a corner

The faithful fanslet out a roaras England bang innumber four

A little old manin a dirty mackjumps up on apoliceman's back

Meat pie sausage roll,come on England gi's a goal

Meat pie sausage roll,come on England gi's a goal

Ooh.... we've got a cornerOoh.... we've got a corner

Come on Elvis singlike the king

Sings:Meat pie sausage roll,come on England,give us a goal

Meat pie sausage roll,come on England,give us a goal

Ooh.... we've got a cornerOoh.... we've got a corner

Meat pie sausage roll,come on Englandgi's a goal

Meat pie sausage roll,come on Englandgi's a goal

Meat pie sausage roll,come on Englandgi's a goal

Meat pie sausage roll,come on Englandgi's a goal

Meat pie sausage roll,come on Englandgi's a goal

Meat pie sausage roll,come on Englandgi's a goal

Why can't you justsing like the king

It's not for wantof trying dad

No wonder my weesmells of sugar puffsthe stress I'm underQuick give us that gun