bristolcityboy17

(8) East End bounce around (8)

Fuck off you gas head cunts

build a bomfire
build a bomfire
put the rovers at the top
put the Cardiff in the middle
then burn the fucking lot

Who's that team they call the Rovers,
Who's that team that never score,
And they play in blue and white,
And they are a load of shite,
And Paul Trollope's mother is a whore,
She's a whore,
She's a whore,
Paul Trollope's mother is a whore,
She's a whore,
She's a whore

E I E I E I O,
Up the football league we go,
When we get promotion,
This is what we'll sing,
We are City,
We are City,
Johnson is our king

Hark now hear the City sing,
The Rover's ran away ,
And we will fight forever more,
Because of Saturday

Cider Army,
Cider Army,
Cider Army,
Cider Army

I am a cider drinker,
I drinks it all of the time,
I am a cider drinker,
It sooths all my troubles away,
Oorr, oorr, oorroorrayy

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