Oooooooh, I could hide, neath the wings, of the blue bird as she sings, the six O'Clock alarm, will never ring, but it rings, and I rise, wipe the sleep out of my eyes, the shaving razors cold and it stings duuuduuuduuduudududuu, cheer up Barry Fry, oh what can it mean, to a, fat 'Boro b@@@@d and a sh@@@@ football team!