“Fat Annie Lennox, you’re just a fat Annie Lennox” To Dean Ashton. “Fat Eddie Murphy, you’re just a fat Eddie Murphy” To Jimmy Floyd Hasselbaink. “What’s that coming over the hill, is it Chimbonda, is it Chimbondaaaa”. “John Terry, your Mum’s a brass, give her a quid and she’ll lick your arse”.
Dont understand the foreign songs but I got to say some of their terrace songs are pure madness and melodic...love that **** Always liked the Greeks, Turks and North African songs in stark contrast, to my limited knowledge, oriental fans sound a bit tame
I had already posted that one, but as it’s so good let’s have it twice edit - just realised I posted it on another thread in response to Slurpcock
Used to love the one we had for Petit when he played for us. He’s Blonde He’s Slick His name’s a porno flick Emanuelle... Emanuelle
To the tune of "let it snow" by the Newcastle fans away at Anfield: "Well the shadow outside is frightening It's so big it don't let the light in You see it wherever he goes Thompsons nose, Thompsons nose, Thompsons nose"
Our chant about Ian Ormondroyd was pure genius ... to the tune of Robin Hood Riding Through The Glen ... Ormondroyd, Ormondroyd flying down the wing Ormondroyd, Ormondroyd strange looking thing Give him the ball Oooh he is tall Ormondroyd, Ormondroyd, Ormondroyd...
Posh Spice is a slapper, her knickers smell of cod, and when she's ****ing Beckham, she thinks of *Ormerod! please log in to view this image *he's the good looking fella on the right that Beatts is imitating...
