| This here is the story of the three McClusky boys
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| The shining living legends they call the MC3
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| The moment they were born they was running in the field
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| And it wasn’t long before they kicked a ball
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| Now when they was wee boys, they never played with toys
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| But they booted at that football every morn & through the day
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| They realized their dream when they all made the team
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| And they knew they’d win the Cup one day
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| So raise the banners cross the beams
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| A thousand praises for the team
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| Hear the crowd roar whenever they score
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| Shout the club call, screamin' football
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| Hey! |
| Come down to the game & you’ll see just what we mean
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| Twas the last game of the tournament, time was running low
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| The score was tied at 5 to 5 when McClusky took the field
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| Stunning feet & expertise found them in the scoring zone
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| And when they deaked the goalie they brought the trophy home
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| You’ll see the most amazing soccer machine
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| Get yer arse to the game and see just what we mean
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| Yeah get yer tuckess to the game and they’ll show you what they mean |