My
Name Is Mr Poll
My
name is Mister Poll
On the football field I stroll
Sometimes in Mersey derbies
I rule out a good Everton goal
I work in the top flight
And of course I’m always right
To keep my suntan topped up
I must stay in the full limelight
Those F. A. chaps made me a referee
They say there’s no one finer, no sirree!
I
can pull out a yellow card
If you dare commit a foul
I can flash up a yellow card
If you swear at me and howl
I can wave it in front of you
If you strongly disagree
So I’ll show you a yellow card
Yes, I’ll show you a yellow card
And I’ll show you a yellow card – oops, that’s three!
I
like the colour red
For the card most players dread
And also for certain teams
But their names I shall leave unsaid
I’m loved by G-fourteen
They’ve no cause to make a scene
In games against the others
I try hard not to look too keen
Sepp Blatter’s men had me at their World Cup
Things started well but then I messed it up
I
can take out a yellow card
If you flout the law and sin
I can hold up a yellow card
If you doubt my origin
I can write in my little book
If your name's not Stevie G
So I’ll show you a yellow card
Yes, I’ll show you a yellow card
And I’ll show you a yellow card – oops, that’s three!
(Tune:
A Couple Of Swells)
©
Keith Richmond November 2006
Leeds
United
SOLD
IN THE MORNIN
UR GETTIN SOLD IN THE MORNIN
Just
after dirty Leeds had hit there financial plight they came to
Goodison. When the whole ground erupted singing (the best part
of it was) there were a number of Leeds players giggling to
themselves. Total quality.
Anyone
Run
run,
Whoever you maybe,
We are the famous EFC,
And we'll Fuck you up,
Whoever you may be,
Cos we are the famous EFC
Man
Utd
posh
spice is a slapper
she is a fucking whore
an when shees shaggin beckham
she thinks of joe max moore
joe max moore
how do u like it how do u like it joe max moore
(Sung
to the tune 'More, more, more')
Sung
@ Man Utd games when Becham played
Who
the fuck are man united?
Who the fuck are man united?
Who the fuck are man united?
As the Blues Go Marching On
(Song
to the tune of "Glory Glory Hallelujah")
Forest,
redshite, City & United
We
Hate Nottingham Forest
We hate Liverpool too (there shit)
We hate City and United but
Everton we love you
Altogether
Now...
We Hate Nottingham Forest
We hate Liverpool too
We hate Man United but
Everton we love you
manure
cheer
up roy keane
oh what can it mean
too a nobed irish skipper
and a shite football team
cheer up wayne rooney
oh what can it mean
too a fat bastard nobed
and a shite football team
