Blue Moon
You saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
My father said to me one day "is it red or blue for you?"
and if it's red you're out the door and I won't see you no more
and then one Saturday afternoon he took me to Moss Side
He said "my son your time has come and this is a lesson in pride"
You see the scum you never run
You stand and fight your ground
and when you've won on derby day
You're sure to hear this sound
Hark now hear
The City sing
United ran away
And we will fight for ever more
Because of Derby day
We never win at home
and we never win away
We lost last week
and we lost today
We don't give a fuck
'Cos we're all pissed up
MCFC OK
I never felt more like singing the Blues
City win, United lose
Oh City
You've got me singing the blues
City 'til I die
I'm City 'til I die
I know I am
I'm sure I am
I'm City 'til I die
We are City
We are City
Super City
from Maine Road
We are City
Super City
We are City from Maine Road
We all follow Man City
Over land and sea
and Stretford
We all follow the City
On to victory
You are my City
My only City
You make me happy
When skys are grey
You'll never know just
How much I love you
So please dont take my City away
We are not, we're not really here
We are not, we're not really here
Just like the fan of the Invisible man we're not really here
In 1963 when we fell to Division Two
The Stretford End cried out aloud
'It's the end for you Sky Blue'
Joe Mercer came
We played the game
We went to Rotherham
And won 1 0
And we were back into Division One
We've won the League we've won the Cup
We've been to Europe too
And when we win the League again
We'll sing this song to you
City City City City City
City City
The best team in the land
and all the world
And it's Manchester City
Manchester City FC
We're by far the greatest team
the world has ever seen
City - Manchester City
We are the lads who are playing to win
City - the Boys in Blue will never give in
Football is the game that we all live for
Saturday is the day we play the game
Everybody has to pull together
And together we will stand
Even if we're playing down at Maine Road
Or if we play a million miles away
There will always be our loyal fans behind us
To cheer us on our way
City - Manchester City
We are the lads who are playing to win
City - the Boys in Blue will never give in
Blue and white we play together
We will carry on forever more
Maybe in another generation
When other lads have come to take our place
They'll carry on the glory of the City
Keeping City in the place
City - Manchester City
We are the lads who are playing to win
City - the Boys in Blue will never give in
City - the Boys in Blue will never give in
City - the Boys in Blue will never give in
Oh Balotelli
He's a striker, he's good at darts
Has an allergy to grass
but when he plays he's fucking class
Drives around Moss Side with a wallet full of cash
Oh Balotelli
One Zabba, two Zabba, three Zabaleta
Four Zabba, five Zabba, six Zabaleta
Seven Zaba, eight Zaba, nine Zabaleta
Hey Zabaleta!
To the tune of "Macarena"
Oh when de Jong goes sliding in
Oh when de Jong goes sliding in
I want to be in that number
Oh when de Jong goes sliding in
To the tune of "When The Saints Go Marching In"
Oh Adam Johnson
He plays on left or right
Oh Adam Johnson
He plays in blue and white
Oh Adam Johnson
He makes your full back look shite
To the tune of "I Love You Baby"
Silva, oh David Silva
He scored the fifth goal at Old Trafford
Silva, oh David Silva
He is the maestro of Maine Road
6-1!
To the tune of "The Great Escape" theme tune
Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya, Ya Ya Ya Ya Toure
Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya, Ya Ya Ya Ya Toure
To the tune of "Hey Jude"
Sha la la lala lalala
Sha la la lala lalala
Sha la la lala lalala
Aleksander Kolarov
To the tune of "Is This The Way To Amarillo"
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Samir Nasri
Nasri
Samir Nasri
To the tune of "Give It Up"
We'll drink a drink a drink
To Colin the King the King the King
He's the leader of Man City
He's the greatest inside forward
That the world has ever seen
Oh David White, is fucking fast
Oh David White is fucking fast
He's fucking fast, fast and more fast
Oh David White is fucking fast
Niall Quinn's disco pants are the best
They go up from his arse to his chest
They are better than Adam and the Ants
Niall Quinn's disco pants
We've got that Terry Phelan
Whoah that Terry Phelan
We've got that Terry Phelan
and he's fast, fast, fast
Just one Gaudino, from Germany
He's got a fetish, for your car keys
He steals Lambourghinis
He's Gaudino
from Man City
Na na na na na na na na na na, na na
Na na na na na na na na na na, na na
Na na na na na na na na na na, na na
Na na na na na na na na na na, na na
Uwe's Grandad bombed the Stretford End
Tia-tia-Tiatto
Tiatto, Tiatto, Tiatto
There's only Gerard Wiekens
Walking along, singing a song
Walking in a Wiekens wonderland
Oh what a save
Oh it's Nicky Weaver
Oh what a save
He's down to his left
We went up wooooooooo
It's Nicky Weaver, what a keeper, what a save
Feed the Goat
Feed the Goat
Feed the Goat
And he will score
Shauny Wright is fucking brilliant
We sold him for twenty million
Bought him back for just eight million
Stupid Chelsea bastards
Aye aye yippee Sun Jihai
Aye aye yippee Sun Jihai
Aye aye yippee, his dad's got a chippy
His dad's got a chippy, it's in Hyde
Number 1 is Robbie's house
Number 2 is Robbie's house
Number 3 is Robbie house
We all live in a Robbie Fowler house
He's Greek, he's great
He smashes dinner plates
Samaras, Samaras
Benjani whoah
Benjani whoah
He comes from Zimbabwe
And scored on derby day
If I had the arse of a camel
and I had the wings of a crow
I'd fly over Old Trafford tomorrow
and shit on the bastards below
The shitty Man Utd went to Rome to see the Pope
The shitty Man Utd went to Rome to see the Pope
The shitty Man Utd went to Rome to see the Pope
and this is what he said "FUCK OFF"
Who the fuck are Man Utd?
Who the fuck are Man Utd?
Who the fuck are Man Utd?
as the Blues go marching onon on
Hello hello
We are the City boys
Hello hello
We are the City boys
And if you are a Man U fan
Surrender or you'll die
We all follow the City
You're the pride
You're the pride
You're the pride of Singapore
If I die in the Kippax Street woah-oh woah-oh
If I die in the Kippax Street woah-oh woah-oh
If I die in the Kippax Street there'll be ten red bastards at my feet
Woah-oh oh-oh oh-oh
Use your head and use your feet woah-oh woah-oh
Use your head and use your feet woah-oh woah-oh
Use your head and use your feet ten red bastards at my feet
Woah-oh oh-oh oh-oh.
Build a bonfire build a bonfire
It's United's favourite song
Wish we had one just as scary
Where the fuck did we go wrong?
They say that Old Trafford's a wonderful place
But the players who play there are a fucking disgrace
They have half backs and full backs and forwards too
With their hands down their pants they have fuck all to do
The Stretford End sing the Stretford End shout
The songs that they sing they know fuck all about
But we all agree where those Bastards should be
Shovelling shit on the Isle of Capri
Toodalloo fuck Man U toodalloo fuck Man U
Sign on, sign on
With hope, in your hearts
And you'll never get a job
You'll never get a job
Get to work, get to work
Get to work you lazy twats
Have you got a colour telly? Have you fuck
Have you got central heating? Have you fuck
Have you got an inside toilet? Have you fuck