Roving reporters, and Saints fans, Simon & Garfunkel managed to ask his mum.
Where's your son, Mrs. Robinson?
The fans love him more than you will know, wo wo wo
Ah, c'mon tell, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who say, hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
We'd like to know a little bit about him for our files
We'd like to help him learn to help himself
Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes
Stroll around St Mary's until you feel at home
Cup tied, you say, Mrs. Robinson?
Or out for two weeks from a blow, wo wo wo
Is he dropped, Mrs. Robinson?
Heaven holds a place for those who train, yeah, it's a pain
It's a pain...