I Pray to Thee, oh Lord Balotelli

Oh Lord Balotelli, The Lord Balotelli, What player Thou are. Thou hairstyle looks like a Scar, But Thou have a big heart, And an even bigger car.

The world is jealous of Thou talent. No one can beat Thou in darts. I know Thou like alcohol, But Thou simply love tarts. A true Italian Thou are, Thou came to England, a land so far! For The Biggest Club in England, With a history bigger than Wigan Athletic‘s, Thou are so full of football ethics! My hero, My Idol. Oh Lord… Oh Lord!

Thou are rich oh Lord, Thou are rich! Thou carry cash with Thou, Because Thou are f***ing rich. No one can match Thou off-field record, Thou play outside the ground with concord. Humility is thy quality, Thou accepted that Thou are second best. Thou humbleness wins us over, How come Thou are so sober? Thou are Awesome Ballo, Thou are my Lord Ballo!

Everyone lights firecrackers out in the open, It takes guts to do it inside! Thou my Lord are a Lion Heart, Thou lit thy house on fire. Thou are so different, so unique! How do Thou manage to be so Awesome? My Lord Ballo, My lord Balotelli.

Thou dress as Santa, Thou hand out money, Thou buy us petrol, Thou hand a “small” donation of one grand euros to a homeless man, How do thou manage to be so Awesome in such a short span?

Thou art awesome, Thou art great! Thou tackle the bullies, Thou save the day!

Thou save the children, As they make hay. Thou leave me speechless, Thou leave tears in my eyes.

How do thou manage to be so great? How do Thou?

Thou art so great and Humble. Thou art sent by God to enlighten us. Still thou art ask us, “Why Always Me?”

Thou give tears in my eyes! I Love Thou Lord Ballo, I really love Thou. Oh yes, I really Do! Please don’t ban him, For he’s no disgrace. He unintentionally tatto’d his studs, in Parker’s face.