Our ex-Chairman and owner, we no likey
David Sullivan, What a w*nker, what a w*nker, David Sullivan, What a w*nker, what a w*nker... (repeated...)
Sung to our badly dressed foes, to the tune of the conga.
They make you feel sick, so you gotta sort it.
You're Not Chelsea Anymore. Chant
Brilliant, sung last season to Chelski.