There once was a Geordie named Dave Who found a dead body in a cave Even though it was minging He still stuck his dick in Thinking of the money he'd save
Deluded the Geordie ****ing in a sty Kissed the girls and made them cry Then the boys came out to play He kissed them too as he was gay
Geordie had a little lamb Who wouldn't give him head Now he takes it to sign on Between two slices of bread
Away with a manager With no pity he said Roman the little despot Chopped of his poor head The stars in the Chelski Looked down where he lay We'll call him a racist Together they all say The replacement is Rafa Not the best you may say He may still be lucky As the headhunters pray We love you Lord Roman With the money you've paid Watch out for your wife though Or by Terry she gets laid
It was Christmas Eve,Rog,down the BIGG one An old whore sang a song as she rode another skunk And then she closed her legs-Sombrero let out a fart Iâve got a feeling lads you all know where this oneâs going Nana na nana,nana nana na,na na na na naw Nana na nana,nana nana na,na na na na naw The boys of the NUFC choir all queuing down the Dole And the Bell-end shouts out loudly me hat was hiding up me hole Nana na nana,nana nana na,na na na na naw Nana na nana,nana nana na,na na na na naw I know one of our lads told Sombo where his hat was hiding on another thread some time ago .As i pissed myself at the time I nicked it.