bhamex1901
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- Dec 20, 2010
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This is something I found being sold as posters when visiting relatives up North a few weeks ago. I know it's fabricated nonsense but actually with a bit of interpretation it can fit our situation. Enjoy
:
Oh you support 'The Seagulls
So you love to hang around
With the other sufferers
At their footy ground!
They make you laugh, they make you cry
But you still love them dear
Yet sometimes you wish they'd go
And jump right off the pier!
But occasionally they're a super side
As probably you'd agree
Recalling their great cup run
In the year of '83
Yet in the year of '58
They certainly weren't that fine
Middlesborough went and walloped them
With a massive score of nine!
But since that day they've been OK
And with their current team
Who truly are a top whole bunch
And can play like a dream!
Their goalie is a lovely bloke
He copes with all demands
Even occassionally catching
The ball in them their hands!
The midfield are such handsome chaps
They're the hunkiest in the league
The defence are like men of steel
With bouts of metal fatigue
The strikers are quite brave and tough
They give their hearts and souls
In search of victory, every match
They just need to score some goals
The manager, oh what a guy!
H makes everyone impressed
He stops them birdies pooping
So they can be the best
And with the help of Gully
You know it his mission
To have the knack, not get the sack
And beat all opposition
And so here's to your favourite club
May glory come their way
Swoop and osar, with skills galore
Every time they play
Win their league, show some class
With talent that will frighten
The greatest team there ever was
Come on you brilliant Brighton
:Oh you support 'The Seagulls
So you love to hang around
With the other sufferers
At their footy ground!
They make you laugh, they make you cry
But you still love them dear
Yet sometimes you wish they'd go
And jump right off the pier!
But occasionally they're a super side
As probably you'd agree
Recalling their great cup run
In the year of '83
Yet in the year of '58
They certainly weren't that fine
Middlesborough went and walloped them
With a massive score of nine!
But since that day they've been OK
And with their current team
Who truly are a top whole bunch
And can play like a dream!
Their goalie is a lovely bloke
He copes with all demands
Even occassionally catching
The ball in them their hands!
The midfield are such handsome chaps
They're the hunkiest in the league
The defence are like men of steel
With bouts of metal fatigue
The strikers are quite brave and tough
They give their hearts and souls
In search of victory, every match
They just need to score some goals
The manager, oh what a guy!
H makes everyone impressed
He stops them birdies pooping
So they can be the best
And with the help of Gully
You know it his mission
To have the knack, not get the sack
And beat all opposition
And so here's to your favourite club
May glory come their way
Swoop and osar, with skills galore
Every time they play
Win their league, show some class
With talent that will frighten
The greatest team there ever was
Come on you brilliant Brighton