Manchester United Team Chants
All Chants Team Chants Player Chants Opposition Chants SongsOh Merseyside! (Oh Merseyside!), Is full of sh*t, (is full of sh*t), Oh Merseyside is full of sh*t. It's full of sh*t, sh*t, and more sh*t, Oh Merseyside is full of sh*t.
(to the tune of 'Que Sera Sera')
Steeeeeve Gerrard, Gerrard, He kisses the badge on his chest, Then hands in a transfer request, Steve Gerrard, Gerrard.
Michael Shields got 10 more years, (der der der der der der der der), Now he's getting bummed by queers, (der der der der der der der der), 10 more years without parole, (der der der der der der der der), Now he's got a sore arsehole. (I should mention at this point, Michael Shields turned out to be innocent but the song stuck. It is kind of catchy)
(to the tune of 'Oh Suzannah')
Are you watching? Are you watching? Are you watching Merseyside? Are you watching Mer-sey-side?
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...
Who put the ball in the Scousers' net? Who put the ball in the Scousers' net? Who put the ball in the Scousers' net? Ole Gunnar Solskjaer!
(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 'If You're Happy and You Know It')
If you all hate scousers clap your hands [clap, clap] If you all hate scousers clap your hands [clap, clap] If you all hate scousers, all hate scousers, All hate scousers, clap your hands [clap, clap] If you really f*ckin' hate em clap your hands [clap, clap] If you really f*ckin' hate em clap your hands [clap, clap] If you really f*ckin' hate em, really f*ckin' hate em, Really f*ckin' hate em, clap your hands [clap, clap]
(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 'When Johnny Goes Marching Home Again')
He's half a boy and half a girl, Torres! Torres! He looks just like a transvestite, Torres! Torres! He wears a frock, He loves the cock, He sells his arse on Albert Dock Fernando Torres, Carragher's bit on the side
Chelsea Rent Boy, Chelsea Rent Boy, Whoa, Whoa
(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
Fat Spanish waiter, He's just a fat Spanish waiter, Fat Spanish waiiiiiiiter... He's just a fat Spanish waiter
(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
In your Liverpool slums, You look in the bin when you want something to eat, You find a dead rat and you think it's a treat, In your Liverpool slums
(to the tune of 'Do They Know It's Christmas?')
Feed the scousers, Let them know it's Christmas time... Feed the scousers, Let them know it's Christmas time
Opposition Chants (Liverpool): You're Not Famous Anymore
You're not famous anymore, You-'re not fam-ous any-more!
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): 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 (Liverpool): A Scouser Can
(to the tune of 'The Candyman Can')
(to the tune of 'The Candyman Can')
Who can rob your houses? (Who can rob your houses?) Violate your gran? (Violate your gran?) Sell cocaine from an ice cream van? A scouser can!
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.
Opposition Chants (Liverpool): You Are A Scouser
(to the tune of 'You Are My Sunshine')
(to the tune of 'You Are My Sunshine')
You are a scouser, A theiving scouser, You're only happy, on giro day. When your dad's out stealing, Your mum's drug-dealing, But please don't take.. my hubcaps... away.
Opposition Chants (Liverpool): If I Had The Wings Of A Sparrow
If I had the wings of a sparrow, The f*ckin' big arse of a crow, I'd fly over Anfield tomorrow, And sh*t on the b*stards below
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): 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): 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 (Liverpool): Sammy Lee Chant
He's fat, He's round, He bounces on the ground, Sammy Lee, Sammy Lee! He's fat, He's bent, His arse is up for rent, Sammy Lee, Sammy Lee!
Opposition Chants (Liverpool): f You Wanna Go To Heaven When You Die
(to the tune of 'She'll Be Comin' Round The Mountain')
(to the tune of 'She'll Be Comin' Round The Mountain')
If you want to go to heaven when you die, You should keep the red flag flying high. You should wear a red bonnet, With 'F*ck the scousers' on it. If you want to go to heaven when you die
Opposition Chants: Are You City In Disguise
Are you City? Are you City? Are you City? Are you City in disguise?
Opposition Chants (Liverpool): You'll Never Get A Job
(to the tune of 'You'll Never Walk Alone')
(to the tune of 'You'll Never Walk Alone')
Sign on, sign on, with no hope in your heart, 'Cause you'll never get a job You'll never get a job!
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 (Liverpool): Have You Ever Won The Treble?
(to the tune of 'She'll Be Coming Around The Mountain')
(to the tune of 'She'll Be Coming Around The Mountain')
Have you ever won the treble? Have you f*ck! Have you ever won the treble? Have you f*ck! Have you ever won the treble? Ever won the treble? Ever won the treble? Have you f*ck!
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): 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): Stockports, Give Us A Song!
Stockports! Give us a song. Stockports! Stockports! Give us a song.
Opposition Chants (Liverpool): He's Crackin' Up
((to the tune of 'Three Lions'))
((to the tune of 'Three Lions'))
He's Crackin' Up, He's Crackin' Up, He's Crackin'..... Rafa's Crackin' Up
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, 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
