QPR (Queens Park Rangers Football Club) 3
QPR Logo.
Super super hoops,
Super super hoops,
Super super hoops,
Super super hoopssaa…
Oh, when the youth,
Rest: Oh, when the youth
Go steaming in
Rest: Go steaming in
All: Oh, when the youth go steaming in,
I wanna be in that tear up,
oh when the youth go steaming in
Chim chiminey, chim chiminey, chim chim cheroo!
Who needs Sol Campbell when you’ve got Shittu…
Rangers, Queens Park Rangers,
Rangers, Queens Park Rangers,
Rangers, Queens Park Rangers,
Rangers, Queens Park Rangers,
Rangers, Queens Park Rangers,
Rangers, Queens Park Rangers…
‘Ello, ‘Ello, we are the Rangers boys,
‘Ello, ‘Ello, we are the Rangers boys,
And if your a Chelsea fan surrender or die,
Cos we all follow the rangers…
Strawberry blond,
You’re having a laugh,
Strawberry blond,
You’re having a laugh,
Strawberry blond,
You’re having a laugh,
Strawberry blond,
You’re having a laugh…
What’s that coming out of the Loft?
It’s Stefan Bailey, it’s Stefan Bailey…
Our number 2,
The Geordie Cafu!
Our number 2,
The Geordie Cafu!
Are you Brentford in disguise,
Are you Brentford in disguise,
Are you Brentford, are you Brentford,
Are you Brentford in disguise…
F**k off Luton!!!
F**k off Luton!!!
F**k off Luton!!!
F**k off Luton!!!
Super (said by the leader),
Hoopza (followed by the crowd)…
Who built the R’s?
Bria’… Bria’…
Who built the R’s?
Bria’… Bria’…
Who built the R’s?
Bria’… Bria’…
Whos that running down the wing it’s Gareth Ainsworth,
Gareth Ainsworth,
Whos that running down the wing it’s Gareth Ainsworth,
Gareth Ainsworth…
When Cookie goes bombing down the wing,
Lee Cook….Lee Cook…
When Cookie goes bombing down the wing,
Lee Cook….Lee Cook…
When Cookie goes bombing down the wing,
the Rangers boys stand up and sing…
We all know that Cookies gonna score
One person: Oh Luton Town
Rest: Oh Luton Town
One person: Is full of s**t
Rest: Is full of s**t
All: Oh Luton Town is full of s**t,
s**t and bulls**t ,
Oh Luton Town is full of S**t
Number 12, Number 12 signed on a free,
We’ve got the best striker, from Italy,
Defenders don’t notice him, they’ll never see,
So get the ball forward to Pellicori…
Down the wing he’s a flier,
Quicker than Kieron Dyer,
We’ve all come along, to sing him a song,
Walking in a Rowley wonderland…
Who the f**king,
Who the f**king,
Who the f**king hell are you,
Who the f**king hell are you…
You are my Smithy, My Jimmy Smithy…
You make me happy, When skies are gray…
So sod your Gerrard, and fat boy Lampard…
Please don’t take my Smithy away
One person: Oh West London
Rest: Oh West London
One person: Is wonderful
Rest: Is wonderful
All: Oh West London is wonderful, full of fun,
**** and Rangers, Oh West London is wonderful!