to anyone with a shit ground - to the tune of when the saints go marching in:
my garden shed (my garden shed)
is bigger than this (is bigger then this)
my garden shed is bigger than this
it's got a door and a window
my garden shed is bigger than this
to w**ford fans:
he's only a poor little hornet
his face is all tattered and torn
he made me feel sick
so i hit him with a brick
and now he dont sing anymore
to former manager lennie lawrence, when we were doing really badly (to the tune of "brimful of asher")
lennie lawrence get your P45
lennie lawrence get your P45
to the kidderminster goalie whose wife had left him 3 days previously:
where's your wife gone
where's your wife gone!
he then proceeded to let in 4 goals:
you're dropped
and you know you are
you're dropped
and you know you are!
to the police at all away games:
get your riot gear
luton town are here
and the worst one i've ever heard at a football match, to mohammed al fayed at fulham about 10 years ago:
he's fat
he's round
his son is in the ground
al fayed, al fayed
