Chumbawamba - Shot Lyrics
All gathered round the 18th teeWith pringle and tartan and shooting sticksBinoculars, poised, ready to useWatching, waiting, there it goes!Great shot!Great shot!What a shot!Great shot!The aspiring middle classesThey want to shake the golfers handGreat shot!Great shot!What a shot!Great shot!But the golfer is busy watchingAs his ball lands in the sand