Psycho

Psycho, psycho
Psycho's coming after you
Psycho, psycho
What's the lonely forward gonna do?
Forest, forest
The nature's music to my ears
He's the forest number three
Never wanted you and me
He's a boss man, psycho Stuart Pearce
Stuart, king of England
Braver with the lion on his chest
Stuart, pride of Nottingham
We are sure that you are the best
A left foot made in heaven
A feared team up with Bryan Roy
With his tackle on defense
Nothing will depend
On the one and only pitching boy
Psycho
Psycho
Psycho
Psycho

Psycho, psycho
Psycho's coming after you
Psycho, psycho
What's the lonely forward gonna do?
Forest, forest
The nature's music to my ears
He's the forest number three
Never wanted you and me
He's a boss man, psycho Stuart Pearce
He's the forest number three
Never wanted you and me
He's a boss man, psycho Stuart Pearce
He's the forest number three
Never wanted you and me
He's a boss man, psycho Stuart Pearce

(Pump, pump, pump, pump)
(One nil)
(Pass me the European Cup)
(Thank you very much)
(I'm off home)



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Lewis, Tony Hume
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