[Refrain]
It’s coming home, it’s coming home
It’s coming, kopfgrätsche’s coming home
It’s coming home, it’s coming home
It’s coming, kopfgrätsche’s coming home

[Verse 1]
Tears for goal posts dressed in grey
No plans for saturday
Stay in bed, drift away
It could have been a new pitch in BgmH street
It was nearly complete, it was nearly so sweet
And now I’m singing

[Chorus]
Three grätschers on a shirt
DIA cup still gleaming
No more weeks of hurt
No more need for dreaming

[Verse 2]
Talk about kopfgrätsche coming home
After long time at the captains prome
We were strong, we had grown
And now I see goals ready for score
Pitch good as before, markings tagging the floor
And saturdays (10:30) got meaning…