S*it over Fratton Park
If I had the wings of a sparrow, And I had the ass of a crow, I would fly over Fratton tomorrow, And S*it on the b*stards below, Below, S*it on, S*it on, S*it on the b*stards below...
When I Was Just a Little Boy Chant
classic tranmere chant about are hatred over the scouse basterds