Heeey, Hey Jason,
Ooh-Aah,
I Wanna Knooow if Euell Score a Goal.

Jason Euell, Jason Euell, Jason Euell,
Jason Euell, Jason Euell, Jason Euell.

Jason Euell, Hey, Jason Euell,
Jason Euell, Hey, Jason Euell,

De Le De,
De Le De De,
De Le De De,
De Le De, De Le De,
De Le.

Cheer Up Mark McGhee,
Oh What Can it Mean,
To A, Sad Scottish Bastard,
And A, Shit Football Team.

Oooh Scotty Parker,
Oooh Scotty Parker,
Oooh Scotty Parker,
Oooh Scotty Parker.

Alan C's, Red 'n' White Army,
Alan C's, Red 'n' White Army,
Alan C's, Red 'n' White Army,
Alan C's, Red 'n' White Army.

Red Army, Red Army, Red Army, Red Army.

Come on you Reds, Come on you Reds.

Build a bonfire, build a bonfire,
Put the Palace on the top,
Stick the Millwall in the middle,
And then burn the fucking lot.

We love you Charlton,
We do,
We love you Charlton,
We do,
We love you Charlton,
We do,
Oh Charlton we love you.

Charlton till I die,
I’m Charlton till I die,
I know I am,
I’m sure I am,
I’m Charlton till I die.

One Nil, to the Londoners,
One Nil, to the Londoners,
One Nil, to the Londoners,
One Nil, to the Londoners.

Oh South London, is wonderful,
Oh South London is wonderful,
Its full of chicks, the Valley and Charlton,
Oh South London is wonderful.

Oh North London, is full of shit,
Oh North London is full of shit,
Its full of shit, shit and more shit,
Oh North London is full of shit.

Na Na, Na Na Na, Na Na Na,
Na Na Na, Na Na,
Na Na Na Na,
Na Na Na Na,
Na Na Na Na Na Na, Charlton.

Hello, hello, we are the Charlton Boys!
Hello, hello, we are the Charlton Boys!
And if you are a Millwall Fan,
Surrender or you’ll die,
We all follow the Charlton!

We all follow the Charlton,
Over land and sea, (and Leicester!)
We all follow the Charlton,
On to victory!

We are Charlton, We are Charlton,
We are Charlton, Covered end,
We are Charlton, We are Charlton,
We are Charlton, Covered end.

Are you Palace?
Are you Palace?
Are you Palace in disguise?
Are you Palace in disguise?

One team in London,
There’s only one team in London,
One team in London,
There’s only one team in London!

E-I, E-I, E-I, O
Up the Football League we go,
When we win promotion,
This is what we sing.

Championees, Championees,
Ole, Ole, Ole,
Championees, Championees,
Ole, Ole, Ole.

Stand Up, for the Champions,
Stand Up, for the Champions,
Stand Up, for the Champions,
Stand Up, for the Champions.

We are top of the League,
I say we are top of the League.
We are top of the League,
I say we are top of the League.

Bye, Bye, to the Nationwide,
Bye, Bye, to the Nationwide,
Bye, Bye, to the Nationwide,
Bye, Bye, to the Nationwide.

Deano, There’s only one Deano,
There’s only one Deano,
There’s only one Deano,
Deano!

Ireland, Ireland’s number one,
Ireland’s number one.

Deano, Deano, Deano, Deano.

Chrissy Powell, Chrissy Powell, Chrissy Powell,
Chrissy Powell, Chrissy Powell, Chrissy Powell.

One Graham Stuart, There’s only one Graham Stuart,
One Graham Stuart, There’s only one Graham Stuart.

Rufus, Rufus, Rufus, Rufus.

Rufus for England,
Rufus for England.

One Richard Rufus, There’s only one Richard Rufus,
One Richard Rufus, There’s only one Richard Rufus.

Kin-Kin Kinsella,
Kin-Kin Kinsella.

Oh Andy Hunt,
He play’s up front,
Oh Andy Hunt he plays up front,
He’s got a name like a fanny,
Oh Andy Hunt he plays up front.

Super, Super Clive,
Super, Super Clive,
Super, Super Clive,
Super Clive Mendonca.

Oh, Johnny, Johnny,
Johnny, Johnny, Johnny,
Johnny Robinson.

Oh Stevie Brown,
Won’t let you down,
Oh Stevie Brown,
Won’t let you down,
His blood is red and white of Charlton,
Oh Stevie Brown won’t let you down.

Pringle, Pringle, Pringle, Pringle.

There’s only one Martin Pringle,
One Martin Pringle,
Walking along, singing a song,
Walking in a Pringle wonderland.

Oh Eddie Youds,
Oh Eddie, Eddie, Eddie Youds,
Oh Eddie, Eddie, Eddie Youds,
Oh Eddie, Eddie, Eddie Youds.

JJ, There’s only one JJ,
There’s only one JJ,
There’s only one JJ,
JJ!

Super, Super Kev,
Super, Super Kev,
Super, Super Kev,
Super Kevin Lisbie.

Weaver is a Wanker,
Weaver is a Wanker,
Na, Na, Na, Na,
Na, Na, Na, Na.

Desailly’s a Wanker,
Desailly’s a Wanker,
Na, Na, Na, Na,
Na, Na, Na, Na.

Who let the frogs out?
Who, who, who, who!

Who are ya, who are ya,
Who are ya, who are ya.

Let im die,
Let im die,
Let im die.

Can we play you, can we play you,
Can we play you every week?
Can we play you every week?

Can you hear the ... sing?
No-o, no-o,
Can you hear the ... sing?
No-o, no-o,
Can you hear the ... sing?
I can't hear a fucking thing,
Oh, can you hear the ... sing?
No-o, no-o!

Goodbye Horse
Goodbye Horse
He was saying Goodbye to his Horse
And as He was saying Goodbye to his Horse
He was saying Goodbye to his Horse


Stand up ... sit down

Stand up, if you hate Millwall
Sit down, if you hate Palace

Mark Kinsella
(To the tune of Do the Macarena)

Oooooo Mark Kinsella

Valley Floyd Road
(To the tune of `Mull of Kintyre)

Valley Floyd Road
Oh mist rolling in from the Thames
My desire is always to be here
Oh Valley Floyd Road

JJ, there's only one JJ,

There's only one JJ,

There's only one JJ.........

Rufus for England,

Rufus for England,

One Richard Rufus, there's only one Richard Rufus

One Richard Rufus, there's only one Richard Rufus.

Chrissy Powell, Chrissy Powell, Chrissy Powell,

Chrissy Powell, Chrissy Powell, Chrissy Powell,

Who are ya, who are ya

who are ya, who are ya.

Hello, hello, we are the Charlton boys,

Hello, hello, we are the Charlton boys,

And if you are a Millwall fan,

Surrender or you'll die,

We all follow the Charlton.

Build a bonfire, build a bonfire,

Put a Palace fan on top,

Stick the Millwall in the middle,

And then burn the f*cking lot.

We love you Charlton, we do

We love you Charlton, we do

We love you Charlton, we do

Oh Charlton we love you.

Red Army,

Red Army,

Red Army,

Red Army.

Charlton till I die,

I'm Charlton till i die,

I know I am,

I'm sure I am,

I'm Charlton till I die.

We all follow the Charlton,

Over land and sea, and Leicester

We all follow the Charlton,

On to victory.

Many miles I have travelled,

Many games I have seen,

Following Charlton my favourite team,

Many hours have I spent in the covered end choir,

Singing Valley, Floyd Road, my only desire.

One team in London,

There's only one team in London,

One team in London

There's only one team in London