One season Thurrock wore shirts that were uncannily similar to those of the Brazilian national side. I wrote an extremely silly little ditty about it...now let's see if I can remember the words...
You went to spend your birthday money in the football shop
You spent fifty pounds on a new football top
It was the nicest football shirt that you had ever seen
All bright and shiny, yellow and green
Well, you took it to your house and then you tried it on for size
But when you looked a little closer you could not believe your eyes
When you checked out your reflection in the mirror on the wall
You saw it wasn't what you thought it was at all
You thought it was Brazil; it was Thurrock
You thought it was Brazil; it was Thurrock.
You thought it was Brazil and I bet you're angry still
'Cause it was not Brazil at all; it was Thurrock So you took it to the shop again: they would not take it back
They said, "This happens every day and we can't give you any slack.
'Cause Thurrock give us money and we do this for their sake
You know their fans all bought their shirts here by mistake?
They thought it was Brazil; it was Thurrock
They thought it was Brazil; it was Thurrock.
They thought it was Brazil, but with a fifty quid bill
They said 'we might as well start supporting Thurrock.'"
Now we can see you here today in your green and yellow shirts
We know the reason why you've got them and we know it really hurts
Yes, we know as well as you do that you're standing over there
Because you made an error purchasing sportswear
You thought it was Brazil; it was Thurrock
You thought it was Brazil; it was Thurrock
You thought it was Brazil and I'd be dead if looks could kill
'Cause now you're all obliged to keep supporting Thurrock!
