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Категория: Команда United Calypso U-N-I-T-E-D We'll never die, we'll never die Hello, hello, we are the Busby boys We love United, we do Take me home, United Road Категория: Игроки I Want Curly Hair Too Anderson!-son! -son! Michael Carrick is a red We`ll drink a drink a drink When Johnny goes marching down the wing, O'Shea, O'Shea Gary Neville is a Red You are my Solskjaer Ryan Giggs, Ryan Giggs, running down the wing J Sung Park from wherever you can be He goes by the name of Wayne Rooney Категория: Соперники Who's that twat from Argentina Viva John Terry (2) This is how it feels to be chelsea Viva John Terry Feed the scousers We all hate Leeds scum My old man, said be a city fan Oh Merseyside Oh Manchester Build a bonfire
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City! Manchester City?
Who is the City? Nobody knows their name!
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Hollow, hollow, hollow,
Chelsea's success is f*cking hollow, All that money he took, From that big russian crook, And you'll never win three in a row... Прослушать |
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THE SPINNERS - THE FLOWERS OF MANCHESTER
One cold and bitter Thursday in Munich, Germany, Eight great football stalwarts conceded victory, Eight men who will never play again who met destruction there, The flowers of English football, the flowers of Manchester Matt Busby's boys were flying, returning from Belgrade, This great United family, all masters of their trade, The Pilot of the aircraft, the skipper Captain Thain, Three times they tried to take off and twice turned back again. The third time down the runaway, disaster followed close, There was a slush upon that runaway and the aircraft never rose, It ploughed into the marshy ground, it broke, it overturned. And eight of the team were killed as the blazing wreckage burned. Roger Byrne and Tommy Taylor who were capped for England's side. And Ireland's Billy Whelan and England's Geoff Bent died, Mark Jones and Eddie Colman, and David Pegg also, They all lost their lives as it ploughed on through the snow. Big Duncan he went to, with an injury to his frame, And Ireland's brave Jack Blanchflower will never play again, The great Matt Busby lay there, the father of his team Three long months passed by before he saw his team again. The trainer, coach and secretary, and a member of the crew, Also eight sporting journalists who with United flew, and one of them was Big Swifty, who we'll ne'er forget, the finest English 'keeper that ever graced the net. Oh, England's finest football team its record truly great, its proud successes mocked by a cruel turn of fate. Eight men will never play again, who met destruction there, the flowers of English football, the flowers of Manchester |
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оды о "Сити" :D
Сообщение отредактировал Maxforce 8 июля 2012 - 15:40
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| soulofmu | |
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Вот эта понравилась) только не стоит переводить в гугле.. он опять выдаст ламерский перевод)))
Along came the Arabs to sign them Berbatov but when he signed for United It really pissed them off Ronaldo in the summer Kaka in January But we'll be fucking laughing when they make it 33 Tra la la We all hate City Сообщение отредактировал soulofmu 31 марта 2011 - 17:25 |
