Chim
chimeree, chim chimeree, chim chim cherooo
We hate those bastards in claret and blue
Oooh
wanky wanky
Wanky wanky wanky wanky wanderers
we
are top of the league, say we are top of the league
we are top of the league, say we are top of the league
If
I had the wings of an angel
The dirty black arse of a crow
I'd fly over Burnley tomorrow
and shit on the bastards below
Shit on, shit on, shit on the bastards below below
Shit on, shit on, shit on the bastards below below
Forever
and ever
We'll follow our team
The Blackburn Rovers
We are supreme
We'll never be mastered
By no Burnley bastards
We'll keep the blue flag flying high
Hen-choz,
there's only one Henchoz
there's only one Henchoz
there's only one Henchoz
Billy
McKinlay, clap clap clap-clap clap
Billy McKinlay, clap clap clap-clap clap
Oooh
ahhh Gallacher, say ooh ahh Gallacher
Oooh ahhh Gallacher, say ooh ahh Gallacher
He's
here, he's there
He's fucking everywhere
McAteer, McAteer
There's
a pub down in Burnley I use to frequent
I met Stanley Ternant, his money all spent
He asked me to play
I answered him ney
'Cos we hate Burnley Bastards 'till my dying day
And it's Oh-Ney-never
Oh-Ney-Never no more
'Till we play the Burnley Bastards
Ney-Never no more
What do you think of Burnley?
Shit!
What do you think of shit?
Burnley bastards twats and cunts fannys!!!
You'll
never play in England
You'll never play in England
(To Celtic in the UEFA Cup)
Cole,
it's Cole,
it's Andy, Andy Cole,
He gets the ball, he scores a goal,
Andy Andy Cole
Stand
up if you hate Burnley
Stand up if you hate Burnley
Ged
into 'em
Ged into 'em
Take
me home Bolton Road,
To the place I belong,
Ewood Park,
Home of Rovers,
Take me home Bolton Road.
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