London Rhapsody

The Viewer

Is this olympics?

My sporting fantasy

Stuck watching tv

I need some shut eye please

Close your eyes

go to your bed and sleep and sleep

I'm a sports tragic, I need no sympathy

Because I watch the sports woe to go

Archery and Judo

Anything their showing doesn't really matter to me, to me

The English Track Athlete

Coach,

We just lost a gold.

Missed the start and blew the lead, tripped up and

popped my knee

Coach the race had just begun

but now I've got to work for four more years

Coach oooh

I'm so sorry that I cried

I'll come back home from the pub tomorrow

and train on train on, as if nothing really happened.

Too late, my race is run

It sent shivers down my spine when Usain Bolt flew past the line

Goodbye everybody, I've got to go

Got to look hard in the mirror and face the truth

Coach Oooh

I didn't want to lose

I sometimes wish I never raced at all

carry on carry on

I see a massive silhouetto of a man

Usain Bolt, Usain Bolt will you break the world record?

The man they call "lightning" is very very frightening

to me to me

Jesse Owens, Jesse Owens

Lewis, Phelps Magnifico

I'm just a pommie nobody loves me

He's just a Pommie with poor sporting genes

spare him this life of constant defeat

I want to retire. will you let me go

Seb Coe, No we will not let you go

(Let him go) Seb Coe. We will not let you go

(Let him go) Seb Coe. We will not let you go

(Let me go) Will not let you go

(Let me go) Never. Never let you go

(Let me go) Never let you go (Let me go)

no, no, no, no, no, no

Oh Lord Coe, Seb Coe, Lord Coe let me go

Usain Bolt has a medal put aside or three or three

or threeeeeee

The Viewer

So you think we like dressage, your broadcast is fine

and your cross to the marathon was poorly timed

No TV, can't do this to me TV

Just gotta get out just gotta get right out of here.

The English Track Athlete

Nothing really matters, I'll train for four more years

Nothing Really Matters

To me