This song was written, in case you haven't already guessed, to celebrate Englands performance in the 2005 Six Nations.
Swing low sweet chariot coming 4th or may be 5th or 6th,
Swing low sweet chariot, bet you feel like your're a load of dicks.
You once won the World Cup and really showed off,
got O.B.E.'s and one was made a knight,
but now that's all over and you're in the Six Nations
you've been made to look a pile of shite.
Swing low sweet chariot coming 4th or may be 5th or 6th.
Swing low sweet chariot, bet you feel like you're a load of dicks.
The glories have passed, dwindled and faded,
but someday soon you may win again,
because if you keep playing the way you have been doing you could end up with the WOODEN SPOON.
Swing low sweet chariot coming 4th or may be 5th or last.
Swing low sweet chariot, stick your fucking chariots up your arse!