So, here is a little ditty sung by the red three quarters of Manchester after a few pints and a derby win over City:
My Old Man Said Be A City Fan - (tune of 'Don't Dilly Dally On The Way')
My old man, said "be a city fan",
And I said "bollocks, you're a tw*t!",
"I'd rather shag a bucket with a big hole in it,
Than be a city fan for just one minute".
With hatchets and hammers,
Stanley knives and spanners,
We'll show those city b*stards how to fight (how to fight),
"I'd rather shag a bucket with a big hole in it,
Than be a city fan! (all together now)".
The only part I take issue with is the fact that my old man, like any self-respecting Mancunian, would never have told me to be a City fan.
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