Chelsea!, Chelsea!

Where ever they go we`ll follow our team,
For we are the Chelsea and we are supreme,
We'll never be mastered by no northern bastards,
And we'll keep the blue flag flying high,
Flying high, up in the sky,
We'll keep the blue flag flying high
From Stamford Bridge to Wemb(er)ley
We'll keep the blue flag flying high

Celery, Celery
If she don't come,
I'll tickle her bum
with a lump of celery

Carefree, wherever we may be
We are the famous CFC
And we don't give a fuck
Whoever you may be
'Cos we are the famous CFC

We will follow the Chelsea
Over land and sea - And Leicester!
We will follow the Chelsea
onnnntooo vi-ic-toreee
We will follow the Chelsea
Over land and sea - And Leicester!
We will follow the Chelsea
onnnntooo vi-ic-toreee

Come to the Shed and we'll welcome you
Wear your blue and see us through
Sing loud and clear until the game is done
Sing Chelsea everyone.

You are my Chelsea, my only Chelsea
You make me happy when skies are grey
I never noticed how much I loved you
Until you've taken my Chelsea away
La, la, la, la, la...

He's Here He's There He's Every Fucking Where,
FRANK LEBEOUF, FRANK LEBEOUF,

Who's that team they call the Chelsea
Who's that team we all adore
We're the boys in blue and white and we fight with all our might
And we're out to show the world the way to score
Bring on Tottenham or The Arsenal
Bring on Scousers by the score
Barcelona, Real Madrid, Tottenham are a load of y***
And we're out to show the world the way to score

And it's super chelsea
super chelsea f.c.
We're by far the greatest team...
the world has ever seen

"You came all this way and lost."
(against Manchester United)

You can stick George Graham up your arse
You can stick George Graham up your arse
You can stick George Graham, stick George Graham
Stick George Graham up your arse!!

"What's it like to be outclassed ?"
"Can we play you every week"
(against Middlesboro)

You're French and you know you are
You're French and you know you are
You're French and you know you are
(against FC Brugge)

Come along, come along
Come along and sing this song
We're the boys in blue
In Division Two
But we won't be staying long

Were the middle were the middle were the middle of the shed
were the white wall were the white wall were the white wall of the shed
were the middle were the middle were the middle of the shed
were the west side were the west side were the west side of the shed
were the middle were the middle were the shed
Were the shed end were the shed end were the shed end of stamford bridge.

Benches give us a song
benches benchs give us a song!

'Your going home in a combine harvester'
(against Bristol City)

Fuck em all, fuck em all,
Man U, West Ham Liverpool,
Coz we are the CHELSEA and we are the best,
We are the CHELSEA so Fuck all the rest

My old man said be a Chelsea fan
And don't dilly-dally on the way
We'll take the Tottenham in half a minute
We'll take the North Bank and all that's in it
With hatchets and hammers
Carving knifes and spanners
We'll show those West Ham bastards how to fight
If you can't take the North bank in half a minute
You can't be a Chelsea fan

My old man said be a Tottenham fan
I said fuck off, bollocks, you're a cunt
We'll take the North stand in half a minute
We'll take the South End and all that's in it
With hatchets and hammers
Carving knives and spanners
We'll show them Tottenham bastards what to do
You'll be dead in a minute, if your hearts not in it
And you're not wearing the blue

The famous Tottenham Hotspur went to Rome to see The Pope
The famous Tottenham Hotspur went to Rome to see The Pope
The famous Tottenham Hotspur went to Rome to see The Pope
And this is what he said:
Fuck off!!!

Who's that team they call the Chelsea
Who's that team we all adore
We're the boys in blue and white and we fight with all our might
And we're out to show the world the way to score
Bring on Tottenham or The Arsenal
Bring on Scousers by the score
Barcelona, Real Madrid, Tottenham are a load of yids
And we're out to show the world the way to score

If you're standing
On a corner
With a red scarf
Round your neck
Chelsea boys
Will come and get ya
And we'll break
Your fucking neck
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la

Chim chimeny, chim chimeny, chim chim chereu
We hate those bastards in claret and blue

He's Marcel Desailly
He's Marcel Desailly
He's hard as fuck, he is the rock
He's Marcel Desailly

GIAN-FRANCO ZOLA
La, la, la, la, la la
Gianfranco Zola
La, la, la, la, la la
Gianfranco Zola
La-la-la-la-la-la

Live round the corner,
you only live round the corner
(To Manchester United fans)

You're Welsh and you know you are
(To Shrewsbury fans)

One man went to mow

One man went to mow
Went to mow a meadow
One man and his dog (Spot)
Went to mow a meadow

Two men went to mow
Went to mow a meadow
Two men and their dog (Spot)
Went to mow a meadow

(Repeat up to ten men. . . )

The Blue Flag

Forever and ever we'll follow our team
For we are the Chelsea and we are supreme
We'll never be mastered by no northern bastards
And we'll keep the Blue Flag flying high
Flying high, up in the sky
We'll keep the Blue Flag flying high
From Stamford Bridge to Wemb (er) ley
We'll keep the Blue Flag flying high

When it's snowing

Sing when it's snowing
You only sing when it's snowing
Sing when it's snowing
(Home leg of the 1997 98 European Cup Winners' Cup tie with Tromso of Norway, following a first leg played during a snowstorm)

Who's that team they call the Chelsea?

Who's that team they call the Chelsea?
Who's that team we all adore?
We're the boys in blue and white
And we fight with all our might
And we're out to show the world the way to score

Bring on Tottenham or the Arsenal
Bring on Scousers by the score
Barcelona, Real Madrid, Tottenham are a load of shits
And we're out to show the world the way to score

We all fucking hate Leeds

Leeds, Leeds and Leeds and Leeds
And Leeds
Leeds, and Leeds and Leeds
And Leeds, and Leeds and Leeds and Leeds
We all fucking hate Leeds

We are the famous CFC

Carefree wherever you may be
We are the famous CFC
And we don't give a fuck whoever you may be
'Cos we are the famous CFC

Frank Leboeuf (1)

He's here, he's there
He's every fucking where
Frank Leboeuf, Frank Leboeuf

Frank Leboeuf (2)

He's here, he's there
We're not allowed to swear
Frank Leboeuf, Frank Leboeuf
(Following a request from the player)

One men went to mow,

Went to mow a meadow,

Meadow!

One man and his dog,

Spot!,

Went to mow a meadow,

Two men went to mow,

Went to mow a meadow,

Meadow!

Two men, one and his dog,

Spot!

Went to mow a meadow .......................

And it's super Chelsea, super Chelsea F.C,

We're by far the greatest team,

The world has ever seen.........

Celery, Celery,

If she don't come,

I'll tickle her bum,

With a lump of celery.

Carefree, wherever we may be,

We are the famous CFC,

And we don't give a fuck,

whoever you may be,

'Cos we are the famous CFC.

We all follow the Chelsea,

Over land and sea and Leicester,

We all follow the Chelsea,

On to Vic-to-ry,

You are my Chelsea, my only Chelsea,

You make me happy when skies are grey,

You'll never notice how much I love you,

Please don't take my Chelsea away.