Another (Surrey batsman) bites the dust…

Oh! Let’s go!

Steve Davies walks warily down the street

With his brim pulled way down low.

Ain’t no sound but the sound of his feet,

David Masters is ready to go.


Are you ready, Surrey, are you ready for this?

Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?

Out of the bowling crease Napier rips

To the sound of the edge


Another Surrey batsman bites the dust

Another Surrey batsman  bites the dust

And another Surrey batsman  gone, and another Surrey batsman gone

Another Surrey batsman  bites the dust

Hey, Napier’s gonna get you, too

Another Surrey batsman  bites the dust


How do you think Surrey are going to get along

Without Steve Davies when he’s gone?

You took Essex for everything they had

And picked Foakes out of our town


Are you happy, are you satisfied?

How long can you stand the heat?

Out of the bowling crease the deliveries rip

To the sound of the edge

Another Surrey batsman bites the dust

Another Surrey batsman  bites the dust

And another Surrey batsman  gone, and another Surrey batsman gone

Another Surrey batsman  bites the dust

Hey, Napier’s gonna get you, too

Another Surrey batsman  bites the dust


There are plenty of ways that you can hurt Essex

And drive them down the ground

You can beat them, you can outspend them


But Napier’s ready, yes, He’s ready for you

He’s standing on his own two feet

Out of the bowling crease the deliveries rip

Repeating to the sound of the edge

  


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