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Lyrics

So they put him in a highland division, Sent him off to a far foreign land, Where the flies flew around in their thousands, And there was nothing to see but the sand. Now the battle it started next morning, Under the radiant sun, I remember the Poor Scouser Tommy, Who was shot by an old Nazi gun. As he lay on the battlefield dying dying dying, With the blood gushing out of his head (of his head), As he lay on the battlefield dying dying dying, These were the last words that he said. Oooh, I am a Liverpudlian, And I come from the Spion Kop, I like to sing, I like to shout, I get kicked out quite a lot, We support a team that's dressed in red, it’s a team that you all know, It’s a team that we call Liverpool, and to glory we will go, We won the league, We won the Cup, We’ve been to Europe too, We played the Toffees for a laugh, and left them feeling blue 5-0. 1-2, 1-2-3, 1-2-3-4, 5-0. Rush scored one, Rush scored two, Rush scored three, And Rush scored four, Na na na na na na na na nah. All you need is Rush, De de de de, All you need is Rush, De de de de, All you need is Rush, Rush Rush is all you need...