Cardiff City

hate bastard rovers
we only hate bastard rovers
hate bastard rovers

can we play you every week
can we play you every week

I went to the alehouse I often frequent,
I saw old jack walker his money was spent,
He asked me to play,
I answered him nay,
With rubbish like yours I can beat any day.
...
And its NO NAY NEVER,
NO NAY NEVER no more,
Till we play bastard rovers,
NO NEVER no more.
...
Ewoods now empty, its getting knocked down,
They play their home games on a piece of waste ground,
jack walker looks round and says something's not right,
Cause theres far more players than supporters in sight.
...
And its NO NAY NEVER,
NO NAY NEVER no more,
Till we play bastard rovers,
NO NEVER no more.
...
Five years have now passed and BURNLEY rule supreme,
The league and the cup have been won by our team,
The bastards are bankrupt and long since have died,
And jack walker sweeps up down at BURNLEYS long side.

we hate bastards
we hate bastards
we hate bastards

andy cooke andy cooke
andy andy cooke
he gets the ball and scores a goal andy andy cooke

were here were there wed kill em any were
those bastard twats those bastard twats