Hello we are the busby babes
Hello, hello, we are the the Busby boys,
Hello, hello, we are the the Busby boys,
And if you are a city fan,
Surrender or you'll die,
We all follow United
Take me home united road
Take me home, United Road,
To the place, I belong;
To Old Trafford, to see United;
Take me home, United Road
Pride of all Europe
We are just one of those teams,
That you see now and then;
We often score six,
But we seldom score ten,
We beat 'em at home,
And we beat 'em away,
We kill any b*stards,
That get in our way....
We are the pride of all Europe,
The cock of the North,
We hate the Scousers,
The Cockneys of course (and Leeds!);
We are United,
Without any doubt,
We are the Manchester boys, nah, nah, nah....
I see the stretford end
I see the Stretford End arising
I see trouble on the way.
Don't go out tonight
Unless you're red and white
I see there's trouble on the way
We love united we do
We love United, we do,
We love United, we do,
We love United, we do,
Oh, United we love you!
Keep the red flag
United's flag is deepest red,
It shrouded all our Munich dead,
Before their limbs grew stiff and cold,
Their heart's blood dyed it's every fold.
Then raise United's banner high,
Beneath it's shade we'll live and die,
So keep the faith and never fear,
We'll keep the Red Flag flying here.
[Verse only sang at the games...]
We'll never die, we'll never die,
We'll never die, we'll never die,
We'll keep the Red flag flying high,
'Cos Man United will never die
And its man united fc
And it's Man United -
Man United F.C.
We're by far the greatest team
The World has ever seen.
We shall not be moved
We shall not, we shall not be moved,
Just like the team, that's gonna win the Football League (again!)
We shall not be moved.
You are a scouser (liverpool fan)
You're a scouser,
A lonely scouser,
You're only happy on giro day.
When your dad's out stealing,
Your mum's drug-dealing,
But please don't take my scouser away.
Gary neville is a red
Gary Neville is a red, is a red, is a red,
Gary Neville is a red...
He hates Scousers!
Glory, glory man united
Glory, glory, Man United,
Glory, glory, Man United,
Glory, glory, Man United,
And the reds go marching on, on, on.
Just like the Busby Babes in Days gone by
We'll keep the Red Flags flying high
You've got to see yourself from far and wide
You've got to hear the masses sing with pride
United! Man United!
We're the boys in Red and we're on our way to Wem-ber-ly
Wem-ber-ly! Wem-ber-ly!
We're the famous Man United and we're going to Wem-ber-ly
Wem-ber-ly! Wem-ber-ly!
We're the famous Man United and we're going to Wem-ber-ly
In Seventy-Seven it was Docherty
Atkinson will make it Eighty-Three
And everyone will know just who we are
They'll be singing 'Que Sera Sera'
United! Man United!
We're the boys in Red and we're on our way to Wem-ber-ly
Wem-ber-ly! Wem-ber-ly!
We're the famous Man United and we're going to Wem-ber-ly
Wem-ber-ly! Wem-ber-ly!
We're the famous Man United and we're going to Wem-ber-ly
Glory Glory Man United
Glory Glory Man United
Glory Glory Man United
As the Reds Go Marching On! On! On
This is Citeh
This is how it feels to be City
This is how it feels to be small
This is how it feels when your team wins nothing at all
Nothing at all...
We hate...
We hate Nottingham Forest,
We hate Liverpool too, (and Leeds),
We hate Manchester City,
But United we love you - altogether now...
We will follow United,
Over land and sea,
We will follow United,
On to victory.
When Oshea gonna score!
When Johnny goes marching down the wing, O'Shea, O'Shea
When Johnny goes marching down the wing, O'Shea, O'Shea
When Johnny goes marching down the wing, the Stretford End will f****ng sing
'Cause we all know that Johnny's going to score...
Ryan Giggs
Ryan Giggs, Ryan Giggs, running down the wing,
Ryan Giggs, Ryan Giggs, running down the wing,
Feared by the blues, loved by the reds,
Ryan Giggs, Ryan Giggs, Ryan Giggs.
Ole Legend Solskjaer
You are my Solskjaer,
my Ole Solskjaer,
You make me happy,
when skies are grey,
Oh Alan Shearer,
was f*ckin dearer,
please don't take,
my Solskjaer away!
Build a bonfire
Build a bonfire,
Build a bonfire,
Put the Scousers on the top,
Put City in the middle,
And we'll burn the f*cking lot
Theres only one Keano
"Keano, There's only one Keano, There's only one Keano, There's only one Keano."
What they call United..
Who's that team they call United?,
Who's that team they all adore?
They're the boys in red and white
And they play with all their might,
And they're out to show the world how they can score!
So bring on Sunderland and Arsenal,
Bring on Spaniards by the score,
Barcelona, Real Madrid,
They may make a gallant bid,
But they'll only find the reason why we roar.
Jingle bells
Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to see,
United win away - oh!.
