Win at Sunderland (based on a certain saesonal song by Dick Smith & Felix Bernard, 1934) Gus Poyet, are you listening? At the Lane, Spurs are glistening: Weâve started to gel, And when we play well, Spurs are gonna win at Sunderland. Gone away is the Welsh lad, Here to stay is a new Vlad He packs a fine shot - Weâll see it a lot - Spurs are gonna win at Sunderland. In the tackle no-one beats our Sandro: Now you know why he is called The Beast! He'll play: theyâll be worried - We'll say: Letâs go, And then our top four chances Are increased. In the league, weâll move higher, While Man Uâs in the mire - Weâll be unafraid, The others will fade, Spurs are gonna win at Sunderland. In the middle we have got Dembele, And we know when he goes on a run He will score a goal thatâs on the telly, And no-one in red stripes can knock him down. Lennon scores, ain't it thrilling, And Defoeâs always willing. We'll frolic and play, the Tottenham way, Spurs are gonna win at Sunderland. Prediction: Slumberland 1 Spurs 3 Scorers: Dembele, Lennon, Defoe Cheers, Spurf!