
Scouse bastard
Steve Gerrard, Gerrard, He likes to start fights in bars, His woman is a fat tart, Steve Gerrard, Gerrard...
Another song for our Dark Destroyer (To the tune of Who Let the Dogs Out by the Baha Men)
Sing it proud my son - Classic Chelsea, whatever area of the shed you are in, you roar it loud. Usually goes right to left:
One Dead Granny Steven Ireland Had Chant
She's dead, no wait, she's not, is she? To the tune of Ten Green Bottles Sitting on the wall
Gerrard Where's Your Missus? Chant
Oh Alex Curran, you typical Scouse (Ed: Sorry SG - this by no means reflect the views of those at Fanchants Towers)