National Team

The National team The National team There's people my age that play for the national team The National Team The National team There's people my age that play for the national team The rhythm of life is one that's hard to grasp I'm clapping out of time but I want it to last Once full to the brim was my half glass But now this flag we fly is hanging at half mast The National team The National team There's people my age that play for the national team The National team The National team There's people my age that play for the National team But don't pity the runner up For he was just trying his best While silver ups his medication And gold he beats his chest If life's a competition Then we can't be the winners This manual that I own It's written for beginners If life's a competition Then we can't be the winners This manual that I own It's written for beginners The national team The national team There's people my age that play for the national team The national team The national team There's people my age that play for the national team (And everything I wanted it's only a dream Yet there's people my age that play for the national team) (And everything I wanted it's only a dream Yet there's people my age that play for the national team)