Songs for Upton Park

[Skintagain 1983]

In celebration of the BHAlbas getting our 'Ammers tickets and flights booked, I thought an early day motion.. er .. poll might be in order.

 

[Skintagain 1983]

I am still recovering from nearly 120 mins of Scottish Seagulls "where's yer 'Ammer net?" at St James Park, Newcastle for the FA Youth Cup game last year. Is still a particular favourite of mine and really confuses all those who don't know where we play.

Quality

 

[Dave the OAP]

I'm Forever Blowing Bubbles
Pretty Bubbles in the air
The rise so high
They reach the sky
and like West ham, they fade and die
Tottenham always running
Chelsea running too
runnin away from Brighton
cos the Brighton's after you




Run from the Millwall
You always run from the Millwall

 

[Brighton till i die]

ooooohhhhh east london...(oh east london)
iiiiissssss full of SHIT (is full of shit)
oh east london is full of shit, its full of shit , shit and more shit,
oh east london is full of SHIT!

 

[Dave the OAP]

There's ABSO's there
There's ASBO's there


Small town in Orient
You're just a small town in Orient


Or how about...Just f*** Off you cockney wankers

 

[jonny.rainbow]

You can stick your Jellied Eels up your arse.
You can stick your Jellied Eels up your arse.
You can stick your Jellied Eels, stick your Jellied Eels.
Stick your Jellied Eels up your arse.

Then repeat with "pie and mash" and "blow your f***ing bubbles"

 

[Lady Whistledown]

"Where's yer Hammer net?"

Clever

 

[OGH9]

if you didn't go to Millwall clap your hands

 

[Skintagain 1983]

ooooohhhhh east london...(oh east london)
iiiiissssss full of SHIT (is full of shit)
oh east london is full of shit, its full of shit , shit and more shit,
oh east london is full of SHIT!

As opposed to our local version, concocted as I walked through the Clackmmannanshire towns stinking streets...

Ooooohhhhh Alloa, Oh Alloa
Just stinks of SH!T, just stinks of SH!T
Oh Alloa, just stinks of SH!T,
It stinks of SH!T, SH!T and more SH!T,
Oh Alloa just stinks of SH!T!

(It does you know)

 

[Skintagain 1983]

if you didn't go to Millwall clap your hands

Er, no offence to those who haven't got their ticket yet

 

[Skintagain 1983]

"Where's yer Hammer net?"

Clever

I thank you...

 

[Stinkers Bridge]

Away out here they have a name for rain and wind and fire.
The rain is Tess, the fire's Joe and they call the wind Mariah.

Mariah blows the stars around and sets the clouds a-flyin'.
Mariah makes the mountains sound like folks was out there dyin'.

Mariah. (Mariah).
Mariah. (Mariah).
They call the wind Mariah.

Before I knew Mariah's name and heard her wail and whinin',
I had a gal and she had me and the sun was always shinin'.

But then one day I left my gal.
I left her far behind me
and now I'm lost, so gol' darn lost
not even God can find me.

Mariah. (Mariah).
Mariah. (Mariah).
They call the wind Mariah.

Out here they have a name for rain and wind and fire only.
When you're lost and all alone, there ain't no name for lonely.
And I'm a lost and lonely man without a star to guide me.
Mariah blow my love to me. I need my gal beside me.

Mariah. (Mariah.)
They call the wind Mariah.
Mariah!
Mariah. (Mariah.)
They call the wind Mariah.

 

[turienzo's lovechild]

stand up, if you love matthew etherington
stand up, if you love matthew etherington

etc.

OH! carlos tevez, he looks like a horse and he's hung like one too


yossi bennayoun, i like him, he likes me, he's israeli

 

[OGH9]

eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee orrrrrrwwwwwww
he comes from argentina and hes never going to score

 

[Bakesy]

eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee orrrrrrwwwwwww
he comes from argentina and hes never going to score

I LIKE THAT ONE......



Also, 1-0, TO THE BATTY BOYS.......Always goes down well at Upton Park.

 

[turienzo's lovechild]

nigel reo-coker OH!

nigel reo-coker OH!

he's a bottom poker

(to the tune of "land of hope and glory")

 

[Commander]

Anything but that shit gay Bobby song.

 

[Titanic]

Good Old Sussex by the Sea...

 

[turienzo's lovechild]

marlon harewood


please suck my bare wood

 

[Titanic]

and perhaps a brief chorus of...

'You dirty Northern bastards'