FC Fulham 2
- FC Fulham Logo.
Danny Murphy, Danny Murphy,
who put the ball in the Portsmouth net??
Danny Murphy.
Oooooh Rodallega
oooooooooh Rodallega.
He Scores with His Left
he Scores with His Right
that Boy Clint Dempsey
makes Drogba Look S**te!
Ohhhhh moussa dembele
ohhhhhhh moussa dembele
ohhhhhhhhhhhh mossa dembele
ohhhhhhh moussa demele
When the ball hits the net
like a fooking rocket its zamora.
When the ball hits the net
its a pretty good bet it zamora
when your sat in row z
and ball hits
your head its zamora.
If the balls in the net
it’s a pretty good bet
that it’s Zamora.
M O U S S A,
weve got mousse demebele,
he scores at home,
he scores away,
super moussa demebele.
Stamford Bridge is falling down
falling down, falling down
Stamford Bridge is falling down,
poor old Chelsea
fill it up with black and white
black and white, black and white
fill it up with black and white,
super Fulham.
He Comes from Italy,
he F*kin Hates Chelsea
ooooo Vicenzo Oooo Vicenzo.
Jim Bullard, Bullard,
he’s s*****r than Steve Gerrard,
he’s f****r than Frank Lampard,
Jim Bullard, Bullard.
One man went to rob,
went to rob Frank Lampard,
one man and his tin of paint,
went to rob Frank Lampard.
He died for our sins,
he died for our sins,
Jonathan Greening,
he died for our sins.
Bullard’s in a wheelchair,
Bullard’s in a wheelchair,
la la la la
la la la la.
Zamora just scored
Zamora just scooooored
how s**t must you be
Zamora just scored.
Aaron, Aaron Hughes,
Aaron, Aaron Hughes.
Who the f***k is Jimmy Bullard,
Who the f***k is Jimmy Bullard,
Who the f***k is Jimmy Bullard,
and the Whites go marching on on on.
Ohhhh Bobbby Zamooora!
Ohhhhh Bobby Zamooora!
We are Fulham,
super Fulham,
we are Fulham,
f**k Chelsea.
Jimmy Bullard, Bullard,
he’s better than Steve Gerrard,
he’s thinner than Frank Lampard,
Jim Bullard, Bullard.
Jim Bullard, Bullard,
He’s better than Steve Gerrard,
He’s thinner than Frank Lampard,
Jim Bullard, Bullard.
He scores with his left
He scores with his ri-i-ight
That boy Clint Dempsey
Makes Drogba look shite
Away in a manger,
No crib for a bed,
The little Lord Jesus,
Laid down his sweet head,
The stars in the bright sky,
Looked down where…
Hea-lay, Hea-lay, Hea-lay!