I had a dream

About my team

I dreamt we'd won

It was such fun

We'd beaten Man United

In the Final game

In sleep I was delighted

“Champions” our name

But then when I awoken

I thought this sweet and pleasant reverie

And magic spell was broken

And it was just seductive fantasy

Then I woke up

We'd won the Cup.

 

We've suffered years

Of pain and tears

But now at last

That's in the past;

We'd beaten the Red Devils

With Brennan's only goal

Which started Sonny's revels

And Richi's rock-n-roll

We'd had them at our mercy

And kept a grip upon our one goal lead

So now we're not so Spursy

And from this heavy tag at last we're freed;

When I woke up

We'd won the Cup.

 

The game was dire

Played drearily

I'd be a liar

To disagree;

You might have thought it brain pain

I couldn't give a toss

I simply see that our gain

Was Man United's loss

The fans were celebrating

Dancing, singing in Bilbao's stands

Impatiently they're waiting

To see the Cup held high in Sonny's hands

When I woke up

We'd won the Cup.