Song for Eddie Irvine

We went down to the Anchor Bar
To watch Fast Eddie in his bright red car
Could he do something really big
Bring Formula One title to Conlig
If Eddie could just hold it down
We'd see Ireland's first GP Crown
Things on the track were going well
And everybody there could tell
If Eddie kept position in the race
There'd be a smile on every face
But sly Jean Todt did not agree
A different end he wished to see
Ferrari glory was for his friend Michael
He'd fix it at the next pit cycle
Give the GP title to Newtownards!
You must think I come from Mars!
When Eddie came to the pitstop
Three tyres, not four is all he got
Such an errorr there'd never been
The biggest mistake ever seen
"We've lost a tyre" the stupid cry
As Eddie sat and cars flew by
No need to ask the reason why
The anwer lies with those on high
Satisfaction showed on sly Todt's face
As Eddie slowly joined the race
And so they cheated Ulster's son
With the worst disgrace in Formula One!