
Foe the Vale scum.
When I was just a little boy, I asked my mother what should I be, Should I be Stoke or should I be Vale, Here's what she said to me, Wash your mouth out son, And fetch your father's gun, And shoot the Vale scum, And shoot the Vale scum, We hate Vale we hate Vale...
Let's Pretend We Scored a Goal Chant
When we're desperate for some action, it's followed by goal celebrations, even when Grimsby haven't scored!