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Songs from the Terraces
Below are the words of some ER terrace tunes to liven up the atmosphere at our match meets.
We're Leeds
(Tune: Go West)
We're Leeds - and we're proud of it!
We're LEEDS - and we're proud of it!
We're Leeds - and we're proud of it,
We're Leeds and we're proud of it...
He's Here, He's There
(Tune: Unknown)
He's here,
He's there,
He's every-f***ing-where,
HARPHAL SINGH - HARPHAL SING!
Another version
He's here,
He's there,
He wears no underwear -
LEE BOWYER - LEE BOWYER!
Can we play you?
Can we play you -
Can we play you,
CAN we play you every week?!?!
Just a small town... - (To Man Utd)
You're just a small town near Preston!
You're just a small town near Preston!...
...a small town near Pre-ston...!
Chelsea Scum
(Tune: Que Sera, Sera - an old song)
When I was just a little kid,
I asked my mother: "what should I be?"
Should I be Chelsea?
Should I be Leeds?
Here's what she said to me:
Wash you mouth out Son!
And go get your fathers gun!
And shoot that Chelsea Scum
Shoot that Chelsea Scum
We hate Chelsea, we hate Chelsea
Old Trafford
(Tune: Bring back my darling to me - another very old song)
If I had the wings of an eagle,
If I had the ass of a crow,
I'd fly over Old Trafford tomorrow,
And shit on those b*stards below!
Shit on, Shit on, Shit on those b*stards below!
Just a scouser
(Tune: You're my sunshine)
You are a Scouser, you're just a Scouser
You're only happy on Giro day
You're Mothers stealing
You're Fathers dealing
Please don't take my hub caps away.
The chants above are reproduced courtesy of Svend Anders Karsen-Moum's website.
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