PL board footy songs

There's only one Peter Saxon.
There's only one Peter Saxton,
Following teens, with his scat porn on,
Saxton is a hate filled morooooooooooooooooooonnnnnnnn

 

Thought it'd be up your street...

 

When you need a new scarf
So you buy half and half
It’s Skylarker

You say Keita’s a boss
But he’s just ****ing dross
It’s Skylarker

 

HIAG, HIAG, wherever he may be,
He has got a Glitter Goatee,
He said he ain't fat, but how can that be,
When he posted his pics for the lads to see.

 

PISKIE, show us your Quorn
PISKIE, PISKIE show us your Quorn.

 

I'm really sorry to do this @Hoddle Is A God bro but it came into my head and I can't ignore it...

**** Gary Glitter, you're just a **** Gary Glitter, **** Gary Gliiitteeeer, you're just a **** Gary Glitter.

 

I will drink a drink a drink
And drink and drink and drink and drink
Then I’ll pass out on the kitchen floor
Then I’ll wake up
I’ve **** my work jeans
Cos I am Commachiooooooo

 

Ffs

Actually laughed at work you ****

 

When the ball hits your head
And your sat in row Z
It's Naby Zokora, Naby Zokoraaa

 

Spurlock tried to enter from France
Border control said you’ve got no chance
50 blunts later on that day
The border guard said you’re here to stay

Oooooooh We all hate Leeds scum we all hate Leeds scum

 

Where were you, where were you. where were you when you were Saints?

@Hoddle Is A God

 

Who the ****ing hell was Tdot?
Who the ****ing hell was Tdot?
Who the ****ing hell was Tdot and @luvgonzo marches on on on!

 

She's here,
She's there ,
She's every ****ing where,

Village bike, village bike!

 

5 cans of stagg
4 cans of stagg
3 cans of stagg
2 cans of stagg
And another can of stagg

@Hoddle Is A God’s breakfast

 

This is my favourite so far without doubt.

 

We don't need another hero


we won't win another trophy
We won't even score tonight,
But we've got the hurra Kane,
Even though he's ****ing ****e

 

Trevorrrr San San San
He's our psycho number 1
Trevor San San San
stabs people coz it's fun

To the left to the right
He don't really give a ****e
When he logs onto the site
We all shout 'fight,fight,fight'

 

Fosse to the spuds

get ya trophy out
Get ya trophy out
Get ya trophy out for the lads
Get ya trophy out .for the lads

 

When you walk through a storm
Hold your wand up high
And don't be afraid of the PDED
At the end of the storm
There's your buddy Sky
And the sympathy 'likes' from Spurlock
Squawk on, wave your wand
Let your word be your bond
Don't welch bets from now on, you clown

Squawk on, squawk on
Though your breath whiffs of fart
And you'll never welch again
You'll never welch again

@Hoddle Is A God

 

We want our our Roofy back, we want our Roofy back...