His name is Rio and he can barely stand

Rolling on the floor now, dude, your knee doesn't look so nice,
Emile Heskey, lunge, the medic needs more than ice.
Elbow from your left, and a jump from your right, you caught Craig Fagan on the chest,
Karma's caught up with you, boy, and your World Cup is a mess.

{Chorus}
His name is Rio and he watches from the stand,
Since the time Emile Heskey dumped him on the sand.
His swansong isn't going quite the way he planned,
Oh Rio, you've played your last game for Engur Land.....

I've seen you on the pitch, and I've seen you on TV.
Tooooooooo busy moving house, to remember the things
Like a drugs test and not to drink-drive too.
But then I'm sure that rules don't apply to you.

{repeat chorus}

Hey now woo look at that, yeah did he nearly run you down
Speeds on the M5, the lawmen arrive
For twelve months he can't drive, can't drive, can't drive
We won't advance, past the group stage, with Terry and Dawson,
or King and Upson, or Terry and Upson, or King and Dawson.

His name is Rio and he watches from the stand,
Since the time Emile Heskey dumped him on the sand.
His swansong isn't going quite the way he planned,
Oh Rio, you've played your last game for Engur Land.....
His name is Rio, he's so fucked that he can't stand
He didn't enjoy having his patella scanned,
Oh Rio, Rio, where is your Captain's armband?
Fabio, Emile's gone and injured Ferdinand!

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