- Jul 12, 2005
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A post in a different thread got me thinking about football chants and just how brilliant they can be at times.
So what's your favourite?
Here's some good ones.
Rangers fans to John Hartson
All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
John Hartson ate them all.
I've seen this one posted on numerous forums but I don't know if Pompey fans actually sung it. If they did then hats off to them. When Gordon Strachan took over as Southampton boss (to the tune of Gloria Gaynor’s ‘I will Survive’):
At first I was afraid, I was petrified.
Thought I’d never get another job with a Premier side.
And I spent so many nights, thinking I’d done nothing wrong,
but I grew strong, and a new job came along.
And so I’m back, managing the Saints,
They think I’m gonna save them, but it’s obvious I ain’t,
They should have called on Howard Wilko, Harry R or Georgie G.
If they want a decent gaffer, it sure as hell ain’t me.
But I’ll survive, I will survive.
As long as I’ve mates on telly, I know I’ll stay alive.
The new Saints’ boss job is mine, and I’ve crap players yet to sign,
I will survive, I will survive.
Go on now go, walk out the door,
They’ll be singing at St Mary’s when we’re in division four,
But it’ll be nothing to do with me,
My team weren’t strong enough mentally.
But now I’ve got a big fat pay-off, and my country’s calling me.
Spurs fans to Chelsea (to the tune of Lord of the Dance)
Carefree wherever you may be
We are the nouveau Chelsea FC
So please sit down, so that my wife can see.
I’ve been coming here since 2003.
So what's your favourite?
Here's some good ones.
Rangers fans to John Hartson
All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
John Hartson ate them all.
I've seen this one posted on numerous forums but I don't know if Pompey fans actually sung it. If they did then hats off to them. When Gordon Strachan took over as Southampton boss (to the tune of Gloria Gaynor’s ‘I will Survive’):
At first I was afraid, I was petrified.
Thought I’d never get another job with a Premier side.
And I spent so many nights, thinking I’d done nothing wrong,
but I grew strong, and a new job came along.
And so I’m back, managing the Saints,
They think I’m gonna save them, but it’s obvious I ain’t,
They should have called on Howard Wilko, Harry R or Georgie G.
If they want a decent gaffer, it sure as hell ain’t me.
But I’ll survive, I will survive.
As long as I’ve mates on telly, I know I’ll stay alive.
The new Saints’ boss job is mine, and I’ve crap players yet to sign,
I will survive, I will survive.
Go on now go, walk out the door,
They’ll be singing at St Mary’s when we’re in division four,
But it’ll be nothing to do with me,
My team weren’t strong enough mentally.
But now I’ve got a big fat pay-off, and my country’s calling me.
Spurs fans to Chelsea (to the tune of Lord of the Dance)
Carefree wherever you may be
We are the nouveau Chelsea FC
So please sit down, so that my wife can see.
I’ve been coming here since 2003.