He plays on the left,
he plays on the r-i-g-h-t
that boy Ronaldo
made England look shite

We are the pride of all Europe,
The cock of the North,
We hate the Scousers, the
Cockneys of course and Leeds;

"If they’re playing in your town,
Get yourself to that football ground;
Take a lesson come and see,
Football taught by Matt Busby;
Manchester, Manchester United;
A bunch of bouncing Busby Babes,
They deserve to be knighted!"

Oh Keano's is magic,
He wears a magic hat,
And when he saw Old Trafford,
He said I fancy that,
He didn't sign for Blackburn,
Or Arsenal 'coz they're sh*te,
He signed for Man United,
'Coz they're f*cking dynamite

Build a bonfire,
Build a bonfire,
Put the Arsenal on the top,
Put City in the middle,
And burn the f*cking lot

You are my Solskjaer,
my Ole Solskjaer,
You make me happy,
when skies are grey,
Oh Alan Shearer,
was f*ckin dearer,
please don't take,
my Solskjaer away!

hello, hello
we are the busby boys
hello hello
we are the busby boys
and if you are a city fan
surrender or your die
cos we all follow united

Mourinhoooo
Are you listening
You betta keeeeep
The trophy glistenin
We'll be bak in May
To take it away
Walkin in a fergie wonderland