Who was sent far away from his home
To fight for his king and his country
And also the folks back home
So they put him in a highland divison
Sent him off to a far foreign land
Where the flies swarm around in their thousands
And there's nothing to see but the sand
And so the battle it started next morning
Under the lybian sun
I remember the POOR SCOUSER TOMMY
He was shot by old nazi gun (up his bum)
As he lay on the battlefield dying (dying, dying...)
With the blood rushing out of his head (of his head...)
As he lay on the battlefield dying (dying, dying...)
These where the last words that he said
Oh, I am a Liverpudlian,
And I come from the Spion Kop
I like to sing, I like to shout
I get there quite a lot (every week...)
We support a team that's dressed in red
A team that we all know
A team that we call Liverpool
And to glory we will go
We've won the league, we've won the cup
We've been to Europe too,
We played the Toffees for a laugh
And left them feeling blue, 5-0!!
One Two
One Two Three
One Two Three Four
5-0!!!
Rush scored one
Rush scored two
Rush scored three
And Rush scored four!!
na na na na na..