(To the tune of 'Hey Jude') O'Niell, don't make us sad Take a bad team and make it better Remember to let Sess under their skin Then you can start to make it better O'Niell, don't be afraid You were made for us, you're a go-getter The minute you play James McClean Then you begin to make it better And any time you feel the strain, O'Niell, don't refrain You carry Wearside upon your shoulders For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool By making his world a little colder O'Niell, won't let me down We're close to the Toffees, now go and get them Remember to attack from the start We've got the heart to get even better Don't let them out, bring more guys in, O'Niell, begin We've already got someone to perform with And don't you know that it's just Sess, O'Niell he'll do The movement we need is up our arseholes O'Niell, won't make us sad He took a bad team and made it better Remembered to get him under our skin He has just started to make it Better, better, better, better, better, better, oh... NA NA NA NA NA NA NA, NA NA NA NA, O'NIELL (etc.)
