Tottenham visit Ajax Amsterdam

Hope they have got a masterplan

That’s up their sleeve

One goal down they wear a frown

But their hearts have come to town

You have got to believe

It’s more than just a feeling wow

We need a miracle now

 

As the Johan Cruijff ArenA roars

The raw football emotion soars

It’s game well and truly on

De Ligt hits the net in minute five

Followed by Ziyech in thirty five

Man it’s all going wrong

Spurs are suddenly reeling

Not a good feeling

 

The second half gets underway

Come on you Spurs I say

The future is in your hands

Lucas Moura strikes in fifty five

Again in fifty nine no jive

We can see the Promised Land

The game is on fire

Who has got the desire

 

The minutes they tick away

Full time up what can I say

It’s looking rather grim

Six more minutes of added time

Who can get across the finish line

Spurs chances are very slim

Minute 96 Lucas makes it three

To declare a decisive victory

 

In the final of the Champions League

Pochettino is in tears on his knees

Supporters are in seventh heaven

Put the date of June 1^st in your diary kid

Destination Estadio Metropolitano Madrid

Lining up against a Liverpool eleven

We believed and our dream came true

It’s a miracle – It’s a miracle