♪ Let’s go play football! ♪ ♪ Let’s go play football! ♪ ♪ Let’s go play football! ♪ ♪ Let’s go play football! ♪ ♪ Why you sulking, mama’s boy? ♪ Let’s go play football! ♪ ♪ There’s a football match on the field,
my dear ♪ ♪ Let’s go play football! ♪ ♪ Sip that tea, hurry up, you dog!
Shorts soaked in the drizzling rain ♪ ♪ Bro, call our man, fast!
Take a quick rinse ♪ ♪ Hit the pitch
Don’t wander, you wild thing! ♪ ♪ Grab those snacks,
Stash ‘em in your pockets ♪ ♪ Step it up, don’t let us need a sub ♪ ♪ Play that football, sometimes foul ♪ ♪ Take the centre, steal the crowd ♪ ♪ Touch that bucket, you’re whacked ♪ ♪ Maimuna aunty, got some water? ♪ ♪ Us kids are parched ♪ ♪ Don’t gulp it, fool, tummy will twist ♪ ♪ If you’re out of play, I’m out too! ♪ ♪ Pull the trigger, break a leg ♪ ♪ Run, fall, rise, just keep on playin’! ♪ ♪ Naji at the ridge,
His ‘Adibas’ bag and kicks ♪ ♪ Foul-play legend, tricks like an owl
Ya Allah, that’s our Abbas! ♪ ♪ Paasil too on the ridge,
slow and steady ♪ ♪ His shorts ripping through ♪ ♪ Who’s stepped up to take us on? ♪ ♪ Got the guts?
Beat ‘Cheythaan Mukku’ or shut up! ♪ ♪ Let’s go play football! ♪ ♪ Let’s go play football! ♪ ♪ Let’s go play football! ♪ ♪ Let’s go play football! ♪ ♪ Let’s go play football! ♪ ♪ Let’s go play football! ♪ This way! Come! Come on! ♪ Let’s go play football! ♪ ♪ Swung my foot
Gave him a look ♪ ♪ And I just dribbled him past
Slammed the post right ♪ ♪ And I’m just picking up the pace ♪ ♪ He tackled me down, his ego flaring up ♪ ♪ Ouch, there he goes
Out with a red card ♪ ♪ And he’s like, ‘What the “pugg-man”!’ ♪ ♪ Cut the drama, man! ♪ ♪ Can’t play?
Just chill in the gallery, man! ♪ ♪ You know there’s boys outside,
Full kit, ready to go ♪ ♪ So what’s your excuse? ♪ ♪ This game ain't still
for those beginners ♪ ♪ Dancing on the field, players in rhythm ♪ ♪ Ball spinning, boots flying ♪ ♪ Eyes, shoulders and head in the game ♪ ♪ Feinted to the near post,
chipped it to the far ♪ ♪ Foul me, try to bring me down ♪ ♪ Even if I fall, heads down
I'll rise again ♪ ♪ Look up, and remember my mom’s strength ♪ Hey, Moidu! Look at me! Pass me the ball, dude! Pass me the ball! Hey, Azeem! ♪ Hit the halfway mark, seized the ball
Paused, took a tackle ♪ ♪ Spotted the gap
Sprinted towards the goal ♪ ♪ Defenders closed in ♪ ♪ But my squad moved in
Playing ‘tiki-taka’ ♪ And passed it back to me ♪ ♪ Twist and turn, slide and glide ♪ ♪ Fancy footwork, keep it tight ♪ ♪ Step-over, nutmeg
Back-heel, with every curve ♪ ♪ Don’t doubt, just watch! ♪ ♪ The bigger the ego
The louder the show ♪ ♪ When it’s time to step up
Will you blow it or blow up? ♪ ♪ Palm post stands tall, so hard to score ♪ ♪ Feet deep in embers,
From dawn to dusk, burning with passion ♪ ♪ Winners flaunt, the pitch their stage ♪ ♪ Chill with a soda
Cool off from the kick ♪ ♪ Could’ve passed it, no? ♪ ♪ Could’ve passed it, no? ♪ ♪ Could’ve passed it, no? ♪ ♪ Could’ve passed it, no? ♪ ♪ Could’ve passed it, no? ♪ ♪ Could’ve passed it, no? ♪ ♪ Could’ve passed it, no? ♪ ♪ Could’ve passed it, no? ♪