EVERTON

Oh we hate Bill Shankly,
And we hate St John,
But most of all we hate Big Ron,
And we'll hang the Kopites one by one,
On the banks of the Royal Blue Mersey

Oh we hate Liverpool,
And we hate Rangers,
So we'll fight, fight, fight,
With all our might,
For the lads in the Royal Blue Jersey !

Hail Hail, The Toffeemen are here,
What the heck do we care ?
What the heck do we care ?
Hail Hail, The Toffeemen are here,
What the hell do we care ... ?

It's a Grand Old Team to play for,
And it's a Grand Old team to support,
And if you know your history,
It's enough to make your heart go worrrrrrrrr,
We don't care what the Reds' fans say,
What the heck should we care ?
Because we only know,
That if there's gonna be a show,
Then the Everton boys will be there !
Everton !!! Everton !!! Everton !!! Everton !!!

Drink, drink, wherever we may be,
He is the Dunc and disorderly,
And he will drink - wherever he may be,
'Cos he is the Dunc and disorderly...

I felt like Dunc yesterday,
And I felt like Dunc the day before,
And I'm gonna be like Dunc like I've never been before
'Cos when I feel like Dunc we're as happy as can be ...
For he is the Dunc and disorderly !!!

E-I-E-I-E-I-O
Up the Football League we go
When we play in Europe
This is what we'll sing
We are Everton, super Everton,
Royle is our King

Run run,
Whoever you maybe,
We are the famous EFC,
And we'll rough you up,
Whoever you may be,
Cos we are the famous EFC

Thank you very much for Duncan Ferguson
Thank you very much
Thank you very very very much
Thank you very much for Duncan Ferguson
Thank you very very very very very very very very very much !!!

He's Blue,
He's White,
His vision is dynamite,
Tony Grant, Tony Grant !

Duncan, Duncan Ferguson,
Duncan, Duncan Ferguson,
Duncan, Duncan Ferguson,
etc.etc.

Na na na na (oo), Na na na na (oo oo), Weh eh Weh,
Paul Rideout

His name is Joey Royle,
He's the leader of our team,
He was the greatest centre-forward,
That the world has ever seen,
He scored them from the free-kicks,
And he scored them from the air,
And he's sittin' over there !!!

Joey, Joey, Joey Royle,
Joey, Joey, Joey Royle,
Joey, Joey, Joey Royle,
And the Blues go marchin' ON, ON, ON !!!

Everton, Everton,
We're Forever Everton,
Everton, Everton,
We're Forever Everton

We shall not,
We shall not be moved,
We shall not,
We shall not be moved,
Cos we're the team,
That's gonna win the FA Cup/Premier League
We shall not be moved !
We shall not,

We're all on the march,
With Joey's Army,
We're all goin' to Wemberlee,
And we'll really shake 'em up,
When we win the FA Cup
'Cos Everton are the greatest football team

And It's Everton,
Everton FC,
We're by far,
The greatest team,
The World has ever seen

We're Free,
To sing whatever we,
Whatever We choose,
And we'll sing the Blues' if we want...
We're free,
To say whatever we,
Whatever we like
And if it's "We hate the Red Shite" it's alright
It always seems to us,
We only pay,
What we wanna pay to see,
How long's it gonna be ?
Before we get out on the field and show our class with a wonderful pass,
and kick some butt as well...
We're free,
To win whatever we,
Whatever we choose,
And win, draw or lose,
We're still Blues' !

And all the butts the dogs of war kick are winding,
And all the headers that big Dunc scores are blinding,
There are many things that we,
Would like our team to win,
But we've forgotten how...
I said maybe,
You're gonna be the one that saves me,
And after all,
You're my Joe Royle
Backbeat the word is on the street,
That the fire in the bellies is out,
I'm sure you've seen it all before,
But you never really had a doubt,
I don't believe that anybody feels the way we do...
About our team...
Because maybe,
You're gonna be the one that saves me,
And after all,
You're my Joe Royle