National Team

The National team
 The National team
 There's people my age that play for the national team
 The National Team
 The National team
 There's people my age that play for the national team
 The rhythm of life is one that's hard to grasp
 I'm clapping out of time but I want it to last
 Once full to the brim was my half glass
 But now this flag we fly is hanging at half mast
 The National team
 The National team
 There's people my age that play for the national team
 The National team
 The National team
 There's people my age that play for the National team
 But don't pity the runner up
 For he was just trying his best
 While silver ups his medication
 And gold he beats his chest
 If life's a competition
 Then we can't be the winners
 This manual that I own
 It's written for beginners
 If life's a competition
 Then we can't be the winners
 This manual that I own
 It's written for beginners
 The national team
 The national team
 There's people my age that play for the national team
 The national team
 The national team
 There's people my age that play for the national team
 (And everything I wanted it's only a dream
 Yet there's people my age that play for the national team)
 (And everything I wanted it's only a dream
 Yet there's people my age that play for the national team)