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Prefaced by
"by TIM RICE
The lyricist who created Don't Cry For Me Argentina re-writes his most famous song exclusively for the Mail"

It won't be easy, you'll think it strange
When I try to explain how I feel,
That England will win after Sunday's poor show.
You won't believe me.
All you will see is a team you once knew,
Who ought to have slaughtered the Swedes but in the end drew.

They had to let it happen; let Sven arrange
A delicate start to conceal
What everyone save Argentina will know:
We were pretending
Not to have tactics or flair or a clue
So this would confuse Argentina (Nigeria too).

Don't cry for me Argentina.
The truth is we've got you baffled.
All through the boring
Affray with Sweden
I thought how subtle,
You'll think we're useless.

And as for Beckham; of course he's fit,
He never was injured at all.
He took six weeks off for a much-needed break.
He is not knackered,
He's gifted and gorgeous and ready to roll.
He's heading for glory, revenge; he's heading for goal.

Don't cry for me Argentina.
The truth is it's all but over.
You'll be returning
To Buenos Aires
A little sooner
Than you intended.