A little Ruffians song to the tune of our 2005 HIT...

[attila]

CHORUS
We don’t like prawns, we don’t wear suits
We’re Brighton fans, with terrace roots
The Ruffians are on the rise
We’ll drink your beer, and eat your pies!

VERSE
Bellotti, Stanley, Archer and the moneymen
Tried to wreck our club – then Lewes tried again
But we all stood together and we won the fight
We’re heading off to Falmer and the future’s bright


CHORUS till beer has run out and all pies are consumed.....

 

[Easy 10]

nice one.

I'd venture a subtle change to the last line though. Instead of "We're heading off to Falmer and the future's bright", I'd have:

"We're heading to the Amex and the future's bright"

But thats probably because I simply DESPISE the word "Falmer" now. Every time I say it I feel like I've licked someones sweaty back.

 

[The Large One]

Are you going to re-write 'The Ruffians Have Taken Over the DHSS?'

 

[Gus Poyet's inner FLAIR]

I quite like prawns though.

 

[Biscuit]

But thats probably because I simply DESPISE the word "Falmer" now. Every time I say it I feel like I've licked someones sweaty back.

How come?

 

[AMEXican Wave]

But now we're there,
We can all f*ck off,
Giving ticketting priority,
To the corporate toff.

 

[Superphil]

Are you going to re-write 'The Ruffians Have Taken Over the DHSS?'

nah, not worth it

 

[Silent Bob]

nice one.

I'd venture a subtle change to the last line though. Instead of "We're heading off to Falmer and the future's bright", I'd have:

"We're heading to the Amex and the future's bright"

But thats probably because I simply DESPISE the word "Falmer" now. Every time I say it I feel like I've licked someones sweaty back.

Calling it 'The Amex' is totally 1901 club.

 

[attila]

As far as I am concerned, it's Falmer, and always will be. Martin Perry tried to 'redirect' me on that, but I (and many others I am sure ) am unredirectable....

 

[xenophon]

I quite like prawns though.

Only as a starter in a bowl with lettuce and thousand island dressing. Then it's on to the meat n two veg, followed by a nice crème brulée.

 

[Gus Poyet's inner FLAIR]

Only as a starter in a bowl with lettuce and thousand island dressing. Then it's on to the meat n two veg, followed by a nice crème brulée.

Oh yeah, I like them to EAT.
I wouldn't want to actually be FRIENDS with a prawn. I'm not sure I'd want to form a relationship with any crustacean really.

 

[Huple]

I'm not sure I'd want to form a relationship with any crustacean really.

I used to nibble on the odd clam but my cockle would immediately go limpet.

 

[Beach Hut]

Was it your song ?

I thought someone else had a hit with it a lot earlier

 

[Deleted User X18H]

Was it your song ?

I thought someone else had a hit with it a lot earlier

Washing line and curlers back then Beachy?

 

[Beach Hut]

Washing line and curlers back then Beachy?

I really am at a loss to know what you are on about

 

[Tom Hark Preston Park]

CHORUS
We don’t like prawns, we don’t wear suits
We’re Brighton fans, with terrace roots
The Ruffians are on the rise
We’ll drink your beer, and eat your pies!

VERSE
Bellotti, Stanley, Archer and the moneymen
Tried to wreck our club – then Lewes tried again
But we all stood together and we won the fight
We’re heading off to Falmer and the future’s bright


CHORUS till beer has run out and all pies are consumed.....

Too wordy by far

3/10

 

[Deleted User X18H]

I really am at a loss to know what you are on about

Didn't that Gangsta Al character once suggest you were sometimes like a old washer woman gossiping and bitching in the back yard?

 

[Beach Hut]

Didn't that Gangsta Al character once suggest you were sometimes like a old washer woman gossiping and bitching in the back yard?

Not to my knowledge, do you know this Gangsta Al then ?

 

[Deleted User X18H]

Not to my knowledge, do you know this Gangsta Al then ?

No idea. I heard it on the Itunes podcast thing. I hear he might be a probable quare.

 

[Joey Deacon's Disco Suit]

CHORUS
We don’t like prawns, we don’t wear suits
We’re Brighton fans, with terrace roots
The Ruffians are on the rise
We’ll drink your beer, and eat your pies!

VERSE
Bellotti, Stanley, Archer and the moneymen
Tried to wreck our club – then Lewes tried again
But we all stood together and we won the fight
We’re heading off to Falmer and the future’s bright


CHORUS till beer has run out and all pies are consumed.....

Don't give up the day job.


Oh, hang on......