Nottingham Forest 3
- Nottingham Forest Logo.
And its Hi! Ho!
we hate Derby,
Everytime we go we run them,
I see the Pop Side running,
but I don’t make a fuss,
because its obvious.
Hit him on the head,
hit him on the head,
hit him on the head
with a baseball bat,
oh! yeah! oh! yeah!
Chuck him in the Trent,
chuck him in the Trent,
chuck him in the Trent
with his nose all bent,
oh! yeah! oh! yeah!
Again and again
we’ll sing we’ll sing
ta rah! ta rah!,
when Tony Woodcock scores a goal,
you’ll shove your Hector up your hole,
and we’ll all go mad
when Derby go down again.
We don’t carry hammers,
we don’t carry lead,
we only carry hatchets
to bury in your head,
we are true supporters
fanatics everyone,
we all hate
the Arsenal, Spurs and Everton.
Billy Davies is a red,
is a red, is a red,
Billy Davies is a red,
he hates Derby.
We are Cloughie’s red n white army,
were not daft were f*****g barmy,
we have fits of mental violence,
your’e going home
in a red and white ambulance.
Robbie Earnshaw is a red,
is a red, is a red,
Robbie Earnshaw is a red,
he hates Derby.
On our 3-0 win at Eastland,
You might be rich
but your f****n s**t,
you might be rich
but your f****n s**t.
We hate Derby County,
we hate Leicester too,
they’re s**t,
we hate Sheffield United,
but Forest we love you.
You’re not famous anyway!
Oh when the reds,
(oh when the reds)
go marching in,
(go marching in)
oh when the reds go marching in,
I wanna be there in that number,
oh when the reds go marching in.
Oh little Robbie Earnshaw,
he’s the size of a mole,
he looks like an imp,
but keeps scoring the goals.
We hate the Derby,
we hate the Leicester,
and Notts County too,
we hate the Sheffield
and the Mansfield,
and all the rest of you.
You Reds.
Where were you?
Where were you?
Where were you when you were s**t.
I can feel it in the air tonight,
the stars are bright, Agogo.
Xmas time,
lithium n wine,
Children indulging
in petty crime,
Dads on the heroin
n mums on the pull,
That’s wot it’s
like living in Hull..!
STAYING DOWN,
STAYING DOWN,
STAYING DOWN.
LETS ALL LAUGH AT LEICESTER,
LETS ALL LAUGH AT LEICESTER,
HA HA HA HA !!!
Sign on, sign on,
with a pen in your hand,
and you’ll never work again,
sign on sign on.
Nathan Tyson’s magic,
he wears a magic hat
and when he signed for Forest,
he said I fancy that,
he didn’t sign for Derby,
its a town full of q****s,
he signed for Nottingham Forest
for the f***y and the beer.
City Gorund,
Oh mist Rolling in from the Trent,
My desire,
Is always to be here,
Oh City Ground
Derbyshire, are you listening,
to the song that we’re singing,
walking along, singing along,
sh*****g on the Derby as we gooooooooooo.
your not famous
your not famous
your not famous anymore
your not famous anymore
We’ll never be mastered,
by you Yorkshire b******s,
we’ll keep the red flag flying high,
forever and ever,
we’ll follow our team,
we’re Nottingham Forest,
we are the supreme.
There’s only one Carlos Tevez.
You’re just
a small town in Loughborough
You’ll never beat Des Walker.
Sha la la, la la la la la
Sha la la ,la la la la la
Sha la la ,la la la la la
On my way to Munich
Really thought that Forest could do it.
But now Plymouth shame us -
Can’t believe we used to be famous.
Seen us win at Old Trafford (oh oh oh oh)
What do you think of that?
Now it’s Chesterfield
And I blame David Platt….
Is this the way to Chesterfield?
Did we get Platt instead of O’Neill?
Dreaming dreams of Chesterfield
And of the club we used to be
Show me the way to Chesterfield
Does no-one care how we feel?
Crying over Chesterfield
And of the club we used to be.
Sha la la, la la la la la
Sha la la ,la la la la la
Sha la la ,la la la la la
What a club we used to be.
Think we’re on a mission
Not to show a bit of ambition.
We used to spend millions
Now we can’t afford Gareth Williams.
Booing our own players
Really makes us hurt -
But there’s barely one
That’s fit to wear the shirt….
Is this the way to Chesterfield?
Did we get Platt instead of O’Neill?
Dreaming dreams of Chesterfield
And of the club we used to be.
Show me the way to Chesterfield
Does no-one care how we feel?
Crying over Chesterfield
And of the club we used to be.
Sha la la, la la la la la
Sha la la ,la la la la la
Sha la la ,la la la la la
Collymore, Collymore,
Colly, Collymore
he gets the ball and scores a goal,
Colly, Collymore.
We hate Derby (one half of the stand)
We hate Leicester (the other half)…
Psycho, Psycho, Psycho!!!
Nigel, Nigel, Nigel, Nigel
Oh Nottingham, Oh Nottingham,
Oh Nottingham is full of fun,
it’s full of tits, fanny and Forest,
Oh Nottingham is full of fun.