Blowing Bubbles
I'm forever blowing bubbles, Pretty bubbles in the air, They fly so high, up in the sky, Just like the Hibs they fade and die, Celtic's always running, Rangers running too, And so the Hearts supporters we're running after you...
Tell All the Hibs You Know Chant
The Hibs are just rubbish, and need reminding sometimes
Same as the Tartan Army Boys song. Word substitutes. We're Scottish, We have the right to sing this ;)