VIENNA WAITS

[Verse 1]
So you're back now, Das Team, we've been keeping your seat warm
Since '98, a ghost in the eye of the storm
You got a German tactician, feelin' all brand new and brave
But that coffee-house composure's about to meet a tidal wave
From the Third Circle to the pitch at Al Thumama
We don't play by your rules, we just bring the Amman drama
Heard the Prater is lovely, all lit up at dusk
It's a shame that your cup run's about to turn to dust.

[Chorus]
And we know how this ends, Argentina
That little gold statue ain't coming home with ya
Yeah, we know how this ends, Argentina
'Muchachos' goes silent when Al-Nashama sees ya.

[Verse 2]
The Fennec Fox is lookin' more like a mirage these days
Still dining out on nineteen, lost inside a champion's haze
From Algiers to Marseille, yeah, we see the flags you're flying
But that AFCON glory's over, man, we hear the quiet crying
You had the touch, the fire, the Mahrez magic on the break
But what's a Riyad to a kingdom with its soul at stake?
We watched you from the stands, we studied all your old mistakes
This ain't a friendly in Blida, this is for the highest stakes.

[Chorus]
And we know how this ends, Argentina
That little gold statue ain't coming home with ya
Yeah, we know how this ends, Argentina
'Muchachos' goes silent when Al-Nashama sees ya.

[Bridge]
So you suffer to win, that's the story that you tell?
We'll give you 90 minutes of a clean and simple hell
No VAR to save you, no tears on the long flight back
Just the sound of the silence when the counter-attack hits.

[Outro]
The red on the keffiyeh, see you on the halfway line
Your cup dreams are over. Ours are doin' fine.