Liverpool FC

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LIVERPOOL FC

When you walk through a storm,
Hold your head up high,
And don't be afraid of the dark.
At the end of a storm,
There's a golden sky,
And the sweet silver song of a lark.
Walk on through the wind,
Walk on through the rain,
Though your dreams be tossed and blown..
Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart,
And you'll never walk alone...
Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart,
And you'll never walk alone...
You'll never walk alone.

Let me tell you the story of a poor boy,
Who was sent far away from his home,
To fight for his king and his country,
And also the old folks back home
So they put him in a higher division,
Sent him off to a far foreign land,
Where the flies swarm around in their thousands,
And there's nothing to see but the sand.
Now the battle it started next morning,
Under the radiant sun,
I remember our poor Scouser Tommy,
He was shot by an old Nazi gun
As he lay on the battlefield die-die-dying,
With the blood gushing out of his head (out of his head)
As he lay on the battlefield die-die-dying,
These were the last words he said:
Oooooh, I am a Liverpudlian,
and I come from the Spion Kop,
I like to sing, I like to chant,
I go there quite a lot.
Support a team, that plays in red,
A team that we all know,
A team that we call LIVERPOOL,
To glory we will go.
We won the league, we won the cup,
We've been to Europe too,
We played the Toffees for a laugh,
And left them feeling blue (5-0)
1-2, 1-2-3, 1-2-3-4, 5-0 !
Rush scored one,
Rush scored two,
Rush scored three,
And Rush scored four ...

The reds are coming up the hill, boys,
The reds are coming up the hill, boys,
They all laugh at us, they all laugh at us,
They all say our days are numbered,
Born to be a Scouse,
Victorious are we,
If you wanna win the cup, then you'd better hurry up,
Cos Liverpool FC ...
Glorious, victorious ... etc ...

We hate Nottingham Forest,
We hate Everton too (they're shit!)
We hate Man United,
But Liverpool we love you ...

We love John Barnes,
We love John Barnes,
J.B. We love Johnny on the ball.
He's fantastic,
Legs Elastic,
He stands proud while all defenders fall.
Shout it loud like,
Shout it all around like,
Shout it in the ground like,
Or anywhere at all, that
We love John Barnes,
We love John Barnes,
We love John Barnes,
Johnny on the ball.

You can keep Billy Liddell
You can keep Roger Hunt
David Johnson was a bit of a cunt.
You can keep Kenny Dalglish
You can keep Ian Rush.
ALBERT STUBBINS is the man for us.
A.L.B.E.R.T,
Albert Stubbins is the one for me.

O come all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant
O come ye, O come ye to Anfield
Come and behold them
They're the Kings of Europe
O come let us adore them
O come let us adore them
O come let us adore them LIVERPOOL !!!!

Here's a song about a football team
The greatest team you've ever seen
A team that play total Football
They've won the league, Europe and all.
A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men, of Shankly's best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May
With Kenny Dalglish on the ball
He was the greatest of them all
And Ian Rush, four goals or two
Left Evertonians feeling blue
A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men, of Shankly's best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May
Now if you go down Goodison Way
Hard luck stories you hear each day
Theres not a trophy to be seen
'Cos LIverpool have swept them clean
A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men, of Shankly's best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May
Now on the glorious 10th of May
There's laughing reds on Wembley Way
We're full of smiles and joy and glee
It's Everton 1 and Liverpool 3
A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men, of Shankly's best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May
Now on the 20th of May
We're laughing still on Wembley Way
Those Evertonians feeling blue
at Liverpool 3 and Everton 2
A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men, of Shankly's best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May
And as we sang round Goodison Park
With crying blues all in a nark
They're probably crying still
at Liverpool 5 and Everton nil.
A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men, of Shankly's best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May
We Remember them with pride
Those mighty reds of Shankly's side
And Kenny's boys of '88
There's never been a side so great.

We Love you Liverpool we do. We Love you Liverpool we do.
We Love you Liverpool we do. Oh Liverpool we love you.
Shankly is our hero, he showed us how to play
The mighty reds of Europe are out to win today
He made a team of champions, with every man a king
And every game we love to win and this is what we sing.
We Love you Liverpool we do. We Love you Liverpool we do.
We Love you Liverpool we do. Oh Liverpool we love you.
Clemence is our goalie, the best there is around
And Keegan is the greatest that Shankly ever found
Heighway is our favourite, a wizard of the game
Anh heres the mighty Toshack to do it once again.
We Love you Liverpool we do. We Love you Liverpool we do.
We Love you Liverpool we do. Oh Liverpool we love you.
We've won the league, we've won the cup,
We're masters of the game.
And just to prove how good we are
We'll do it all again.
We've got another team to beat and so we've got to try
'Cos we're the best in all the land
And that's the reason why ..
We Love you Liverpool we do. We Love you Liverpool we do.
We Love you Liverpool we do. Oh Liverpool we love you.

He was born in bonny Scotland
And he played the football game
He came to Liverpool in '59
To help us win again.
Then with his mighty Red Army
He marched to victory
He was the legend of his time
our hero, Bill Shankly
So all say 'Thanks'
To the shanks
He never walked alone
Lets sing our song, for all the world
Of this, his Liverpool home.
No matter where you come from
No matter who you are
Remember the year of '59
When The Reds, they found a star.
And how he shines so brightly
For the boys of Liverpool
Soon the world was about to find
This man was nobody's fool.
So all say 'Thanks'
To the shanks
He never walked alone
Lets sing our song, for all the world
Of this, his Liverpool home.
The man he asked no favours
Just hard work - let's get it right
You can only succeed through dedication
And his men they all saw the light.
He gave this town his loyalty
And proved it all by success
So always remember, when we had Bill Shankly
We all knew we had the best.
So all say 'Thanks'
To the shanks
He never walked alone
Lets sing our song, for all the world
Of this, his Liverpool home.
Shankly, Shankly, Shankly, Shankly (to fade)

I'll tell you of our football team
And Liverpool is the name.
We've won the cup, we've won the league
We're the finest in the game
We have the greatest skipper
Any manager could employ.
Let's drink six crates
To big Ron Yeats
Bill Shankly's pride and joy.

Well the old Kop looks the same
As I stand and watch the game
There's the green, green grass that
Liddell used to play on.
Hunt, St.John and Peter Thompson
Score the goals
Whenever Shankly wants them
It's good to watch the greatest team at home.
Yes, we'll all go and see Big Rowdy
Cheer the team that serves us proudly,
It's good to watch the greatest team at home.

We don't carry bottles
We don't carry lead
We only carry hatchets
To bury in your head
We are the supporters
Fanatics every one
We all hate Man City
And Leeds and Everton
We are the kings of Europe
The pride of Merseyside
We'll fight for no surrender
We'll fight for Shankly's pride
We hate Tottenham Hotspur
We hate Chelsea too
But most of all we hate the shite
Who play in royal blue.

On a Saturday afternoon
We support a team called Liverpool
And we sing until we drop
On the famous Spion Kop

We all live in a red and white Kop
A red and white Kop
A red and white Kop
We all live in a red and white Kop
A red and white Kop
A red and white Kop

Those were the days my friends,
We took the Stretford End,
We took the Shed,
The North Bank, Highbury,
We took the Geordies too,
We fought for Liverpool,
We are the KOP of Liverpool F.C.

na na na na na... na, na na na na na-na
when Robbie fowler scores a goal
you can stick Andy Cole up yer hole
and we all get blind drunk when Liverpool win the league

in your manchester scrubs, yer speak with accent that knowone can stand
yer ugly fat bastards with shit on yer hands
in your manchester scrubs.

john barnes went to Celtic and he won fuck all!!!

posh spice...
she takes it up the arse,
she takes it up the arse,
she takes it up the arse,
posh spice...