Club Song Clangers

Here we’ve tried to take the worst lines from each club song, and blend them into one song

champion-macarthur-harris-ogge      

[tune: bound for botany bay]

                                            

we’re the admiration of a nation

we’re respected by our foes

we hit ‘em real high and we hit ‘em low

and we give ‘em the old heave-ho

 

though they send us up we’ll keep our end up

we’re riding the bumps with a grin

if we are behind well, we never mind

‘cos we’re risking our head and our shin

 

oh – just for rec-er-eation’s sake

to pass the time of day

we play the game as it should be played

at home or far away

 

oh – what though the odds they be great or small

we strike down the thunder from the sky

should auld acquaintance be forgot

from dawn to dark, our banners fly high

 

we won’t stop stop stop stop till we’re top top top

‘cos teamwork is the thing that talks

we have lots of fun, we have heaps of fun

and the premiership is a cakewalk

 

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