The w*nky Tottenham Hotspur went to Rome to see the Pope,
The w*nky Tottenham Hotspur went to Rome to see the Pope,
The w*nky Tottenham Hotspur went to Rome to see the Pope,
And this is what he said
F*CK OFF.

Hark now hear the Arsenal sing,
The Tottenham run away,
And we will fight forever more,
Because of Boxing Day.

Tony Adam's magic,
He's got a magic knob
And when he saw Caprice,
He stuck it in her gob,
He stuck up her fanny,
He stuck it up her bum,
And when he went down Shite Hart Lane
He f*cked Glenn Hoddle's mum.

What do you think of Tottenham?
SH*T
What do you think of sh*t
TOTTENHAM.

Away in a manger,
No crib for a bed,
The little Lord Jesus looked up and he said,
We hate Tottenham, and we hate Tottenham.

We had joy, we had fun,
We had Tottenham on the run,
But the joy didn't last,
Because the b*st*rds ran too fast

When I was just a little boy,
I asked my mother what will I be,
Will I be Arsenal, will I be Spurs,
And here's what she said to me: Go wash out your mouth son,
And go get your fathers gun,
Shoot some Tottenham Scum.

Are you watching,
Are you watching,
Are you watching Tottenham?
Are you watching Tottenham?

Hello, hello, we are the Arsenal Boys!
Hello, hello, we are the Arsenal Boys!
And if you are a Tottenham Fan,
Surrender or you die,
As we all follow the Arsenal

When I was a little boy,
My mother bought me a little toy,
Tottenham fan on a string,
Told me to kick his f*ckin' head in,
Kick his head in, kick his head in,
She told me to kick his f*ckin' head in.

Have you ever seen the Tottenham win the league?
Have you ever seen the Tottenham win the league?
Have you ever seen the Tottenham,
Ever seen the Tottenham,
Have you ever seen the Tottenham win the league?

Stand up if you hate Tottenham,
Stand up if you hate Tottenham,
Stand up if you hate Tottenham,
Stand up if you hate Tottenham