I used to like....
And do they smell
Like f............. hell
Over there
Over there
To the tune of distant drums
And do they smell
Like f............. hell
Over there
Over there
To the tune of distant drums
Who ate all the pies,
Who ate all the pies,
You fat *******,
You fat *******,
Who ate all the pies.
The 2016 version would need to accommodate the scenario that they'd not been eaten, but it was yet another catering mishap.
Love it.
Careful though, I had a complaint made against me for screaming 'you f****ing blind c*** ' at the ref last month. Teach me for accepting a freebie seat in the East stand. Roll on a pay rise so I can my get own seat in the NS.
You're gonna get your f*****g heads kicked in.
Those were the days. Charges down terraces, police with truncheons. How football has changed - certainly wouldn't have taken my kids in the 70s. Happy to now......
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Hopefully football has moved on from puerile chants . Especially now a lot more kids attend games at the Amex, I don't miss that type of chant at all.
That one always made me chuckle... timeless too... it should be resurrected.Going back to the original theme.........
Who's your Father, Who's your Father, Who's your Father Referee,
You ain't got one, you're a barsterd, you're a barsterd Referee.
Hopefully football has moved on from puerile chants . Especially now a lot more kids attend games at the Amex, I don't miss that type of chant at all.