You could have had it all, maybe for a while you did
When money meant something, you were worth two million quid
When a challenge arose, you gave it your best shot
And your future seemed bright, even though you did not
On the world stage, you became a star
Though your heart was broken by a yellow card
The world saw your tears, we all felt your pain
But who knew that the pressure would drive you insane?
And now you're drunk, feeling suicidal
Because you got booked in the semi-final
Twenty years ago... Oh paul!
When the fog on your tyne is clear, you appear on television
You've put the worst behind you, and beaten your addiction
But before long, you've been proved wrong, the papers disagree
You've turned up at a crimescene as a photo opportunity
And now your days are wasted, aimless
You boast that you know the rich and famous
But it's all in your head... Oh paul.
