 Toffee TV is your boy Astro Baby, it's good news For the blues And there ain't no time to lose baby. Let me tell you something. I don't care where you are I don't care who you are raising glass and toast the toffees baby because let me tell you something We're harder to kill off in a cockroach after a nuclear apocalypse, baby Safety is mine and it is yours. Let me tell you something to people's hype champion I know without a shadow of a doubt right that the big golden blue belt, baby It don't mean nothing without the supporters Let me tell you something to be able to consider myself counted amongst fine toffee blues That have brought the ruckus that have done everything in their power to bring us to victory in this hour My hat's off. I gotta tell you something I'm probably a whole lot more subdued and this may be the the worst match reaction that I ever do, but I I'm honestly like I got I'm beyond relief. I'm I mean listen, I Gave up to kneel down and you did too and and something Happened something changed something turned and and and we rose and like we get knocked down Whoo, we rise back up. Let me tell you something This is the shittiest match reaction that I have ever done and I could not give a fuck because we are safe Whoo, you safe. I'm safe shit even a chipmunk in the backyard in the cop. I dog is safe. Whoo. Let me tell you something, baby Evertonians Cheers, baby. We staying up. We ain't going nowhere and every one of you hateful motherfuckers. It's got a problem with that Whoo kiss Astros whole ass Because let me tell you something it is last but bet your ass never leased up them Premier League staying toffees, baby