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Motherwell FC

 

'Well, 'Well, Super 'Well
'Well, 'Well, Super 'Well
'Well, 'Well, Super 'Well
Super Motherwell

We are the Motherwell FC
We hate the Hearts and we hate Dundee
We will go wherever you may be
Cause we are the boys of the MFC
To the tune of Dance Wherever You May Be

We're the pride of Lanarkshire
We're the pride of Lanarkshire

You are my 'Well
My only 'Well
You make me happy
When skies are grey
You'll know never just
How much I love you
So please don't take my Motherwell away

We are the 'Well; can't you hear us?
We are the 'Well; can't you hear us?
Walking along, singing a song
Shiting on the Hibees all the way

We hate Glasgow Rangers
We hate Celtic too, they're shite
We hate Airdrieonians
But Motherwell we love you

Motherwell, Motherwell, Motherwell
Motherwell, Motherwell, Motherwell

Do you know where hell is?
Hell is Easter Rd
Heaven is the Fir Park
Where the Hibees sshite their load
Oh, I was born under a 'Well flag
A 'Well, 'Well flag

Away the lads
You should've seen us coming
We're only here to drink your beer
And shag your fuckin' women
All the lads and lassies
Had smilies upon their faces
Walking down the Fir Park Rd
To see the Motherwell aces

As I walked down the Copland Road
I heard a mighty clamour
For the boys in blue
Got fucked 5-2
By the boys in claret and amber

Eeh I oh
Doon ye go
Airdrie, Airdrie

Boom, boom, boom
Let me hear you say 'Well
'WELL

Oh the 'Well fans don't carry razors
Oh the 'Well fans don't carry chains
Oh the 'Well fans we just carry shot guns
To blast out the jam tart brains

We love you 'Well, we do
We love you 'Well, we do
We love you 'Well, we do
Oh, Motherwell we love you

Soap dodgin' bastards
You're only soap dodgin' bastards
Soap dodgin' bastards
You're only soap dodgin' bastards

Wee boys
You only shag wee boys
You only shag wee boys
You only shag wee boys

Celtic boys club Celtic boys club they shagged all the boys
They shagged all the boys they shagged all the boys
Celtic boys club Celtic boys club they shagged all the boys

In your Glasgow slums
In your Glasgow slums
You rake in your buckets for something to eat
You find a dead rat and you think it's a treat
In your Glasgow slums
In your Glasgow slums
Your mum's on the game and
Your dad's in the nick
You can't get a job cause you're so fucking thick
In your Glasgow slums