Derby County 1
- Derby County Logo.
Whose that lying on the runway
Whose that dieing in the snow
Its Matt Busby and his boys making
such a f*cking noise,
cos they cant get the aeroplane to go.
Hark, now listen
The Ram headed warriors sing
The Forest flee the field of battle in their droves
Chased & harranged, their villages laid to waste
Their crop spoiled with burning flame
While persued by their superiors
their bodies soiled and sullied
with defecation from fright
Until the moon gives way to sun
and their seed is wiped from the memory
of this Earth forever more.
Thou art my Derby
My beloved Derby
My heart is gladenned by thee
When the heavens blacken with storm
Your attention will escape you
If give you notice of my deep affection I,
I beg not for you to be forsaken, Derby
you can shove your yorkshire
puddings up your @rse
you can shove your yorkshire
puddings up your @rse
shadow of the wednesday
your shadow of the wednesday
oh sheffield is full of s**t
its full of s**t, s**t and more s**t
everywhere we go (everywhere we go)
people wont to know (people wont to know)
who we r (who we r)
and were we come from (were we come from)
shall we tell them (shall we tell them)
we r the derby (we r the derby)
the mighty mighty derby (the mighty mighty derby)
derby clap, clap, clap
derby clap, clap, clap
stand up if u hate the bored
stand up if u hate the bored
sack the bored
sack the board
(sing until dies down)
Hello, hello, we are the Derby boys,
Hello, hello, we are the Derby boys,
And if you’re a Forest fan, surrender or you die,
‘Cause we’ll all follow the Derby!!!
Deforestation X400.
The Derby Boys Are Here,
the Derby Boys Are Here
the Derby Boys Are Here
to S**g Your Women and Drink Your Beer
oh. We Are the Derby Boys.
Build a bonfire,
build a bonfire,
put the Forest on the top
put the Leicester in the middle
and we’ll burn the f*****g lot.
We hate Forest
we hate Leicester
(repeat until bored)
He plays on the left,
he plays on the right,
that boy Kris Commons,
makes us rams look ******
Hark now we’re the Derby
sing the forest ran away,
Ran away now we’ll fight
for ever more because of boxing day!
He plays on the left,
he plays on the right,
that boy Kris Commons,
makes us rams look ******
He plays on the left,
he plays on the right!
that boy Nathan Tyson
makes Forest look sh*te.
We’re black, we’re white,
we’re looking for a night
with your mum, with your mum.
we’re black, we’re white,
we’re looking for a night
with your mum, with your mum.
He plays on the left,
he plays on the right!
that boy Nathan Tyson
makes Forest look sh*te.
Rip off s**t ground,
rip off s**t ground.
Everywhere we go
everywhere we go
we’re the derby boys making all the noise
everywhere we goo
(repeat til get bored.)
When the red red robin
goes bob bob bobbin along
shoot the ba—rd,
shoot the ba—rd,shoot,shoot,shoot.
I’m only a poor
little forest fan,
no colourful scarves have I,
i went down to see,
the famous Derby,
and came back with
two big black eyes.