Manchester United Team Chants
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My old man, said "be a city fan", I said "f*ck off, you're a c*nt!", "I'd rather shag a bucket with a big hole in it, Than be a city fan for just one minute". With hatchets and hammers, Stanley knives and spanners, We'll show those city b*stards how to fight,(how to fight) "I'd rather shag a bucket with a big hole in it, Than be a city fan!".
(to tune of 'Yello Submarine')
City's going down with a billion in the bank, A billion in the bank... A billion in the bank. City's going down with a billion in the bank, A billion in the bank... A billion in the bank. They're going down, they're going down... They're going dow-a-hown, they're going down... They're going down, they're going down...
(to the tune of 'Yankee Doodle')
If I die on the Kippax Street Woah-oh, woah-oh If I die on the Kippax Street Woah-oh, woah-oh. If I die on the Kippax Street There will be ten blue b*stards at my feet, Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh! Use your head and use your feet, Woah-oh, woah-oh Use your head and use your feet, Woah-oh, woah-oh. Use your head and use your feet There will be ten blue b*stards at my feet, Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh! If my bones do not mend, Woah-oh, woah-oh If my bones do not mend, Woah-oh, woah-oh. If my bones do not mend Then carry me back to the Stretford End, Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh! When we go down to Maine Road, Woah-oh, woah-oh When we go down to Maine Road, Woah-oh, woah-oh. When we go down to Maine Road, The city fans they s*it their load, Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh!
(to the tune of 'Oh My Darling Clementine')
Build a bonfire, build a bonfire, Put the scousers on the top. Put the city in the middle And burn the f*ckin lot...
(Sang after United came back from 2-0 down at Maine Road in 1993 to win 3-2)
Two - nil up and f*cked it up, City! City! Two - nil up and f*cked it up, City is our name. City is our name. City is our name. Two - nil up and f*cked it up, City is our name.
In '76, This is true, A Trophy was won by a team in blue. It's been a long time, since that date So we'll sing a song That they f*ckn hate... 33 years, (F*ck all) 33 years, (F*ck all) 33 years, (F*ck all) 33 years, (F*ck all) 33 years, (F*ck all) 33 years, (F*ck all) 33 years, (F*ck all) 33 years, (F*ck all) We all hate Leeds scum We all hate Leeds scum We all hate Leeds scum We all hate Leeds scum. We all hate Leeds scum We all hate Leeds scum We all hate Leeds scum We all hate Leeds scum 33 years, (F*ck all) 33 years, (F*ck all) 33 years, (F*ck all) 33 years, (F*ck all) 33 years, (F*ck all) 33 years, (F*ck all) 33 years, (F*ck all) 33 years, (F*ck all)
(to the tune of 'This It How It Feels' by The Inspiral Carpets)
This is how it feels to be city, This is how it feels to be small, This is how it feels when your team wins nothing at all Nothing at all, nothing at all
(to the tune of 'Daydream Believer')
Cheer up Kevin Keegan Oh, what can it mean, To a... Sad Geordie b*stard, and a... Sh*te football team.
(to the tune of 'Oh Suzannah')
The council house (The council house) Is never full (is never full) The council house is never full Unless they're playing Man U-ni-ted The council house is never full
Opposition Chants (Man City): Blue Moon
Blue Moon, You started singing too soon You thought you'd beat us 3-1, And now Howard Kendall has gone.
Opposition Chants (Man City): Kick 'em All
Kick 'em all, Kick 'em all, Come on you reds kick 'em all. If you see any blue shit Then fucking well boot it, Come on you reds kick 'em all.
Opposition Chants (Man City): Sh*t On The City
Sh*t on the city, Sh*t on the city tonight. Sh*t on the city, Sh*t on the city tonight
Opposition Chants (Man City): Stockports, What's The Score?
Stockports! What's the score? Stockports! Stockports! What's the score?
Opposition Chants (Man City): City Is Their Name
(to the tune of 'Camptown Races')
(to the tune of 'Camptown Races')
City is their name, City is their name, 32 years and won f*ck all City is their name
Opposition Chants (Man City): We Paid For Their Home
We paid for their home, We paid for their home, What a waste of council tax We paid for their home! They don't even go, They don't even go, What a waste of council tax They don't even go!
Opposition Chants (Man City): Let's All Laugh At City
Let's all laugh at City Ha, ha, ha, ha! Let's all laugh at City Ha, ha, ha, ha!
Opposition Chants (Man City): We're The Pride Of Manchester
We're the pride, We're the pride, We're the pride of Manchester! We're the pride of Man-chest-errr!
Opposition Chants (Man City): U-N-I-T-E-D
(to the tune of 'Nick Nack Paddywack')
(to the tune of 'Nick Nack Paddywack')
U-N-I, T-E-D United are the team for me, With a nick nack paddywack, give a dog a bone, Why don't city f*ck off home.
Opposition Chants (Man City): You're the Sh*t Of Manchester
You're the sh*t, You're the sh*t, You're the sh*t of Manchester! You're the sh*t of Man-chest-errr!
Opposition Chants (Man City): Stockports, Give Us A Song!
Stockports! Give us a song. Stockports! Stockports! Give us a song.
Opposition Chants (Man City): City's Going Up But They're Going Straight Back Down
(to the tune of 'Yellow Submarine' - Sang in 2002 when City won the First Division. The previous season they had been relegated from the Premiership after only just winning promotion the year before.)
(to the tune of 'Yellow Submarine' - Sang in 2002 when City won the First Division. The previous season they had been relegated from the Premiership after only just winning promotion the year before.)
City's going up but they're going straight back down, Going straight back down, Going straight back down. City's going up but they're going straight back down, Going straight back down, Going straight back down. They're going up! They're going down! Going u-uh-up, going down They're going up! They're going down...
Opposition Chants (Man City): United! United! Rah! Rah! Rah!
United! United! rah rah rah! City! City! hah hah hah! Leeds! Leeds! baa baa baa! Norwich! Norwich! far far far! Scousers! Scousers! rob your car!
Opposition Chants (Man City): F*ck Off Back To Stockport
F*ck off back to Stockport! F*ck off back to Stockport! La, la, la, la, La, la, la, la.
