In the land, where I was born
Lives a man, with a monkey's head
And he went, to Sunderland
And his name, is Peter Reid
Altogether now
Peter Reid's got a fuckin' monkey's head
A fuckin' monkey's head
A fuckin' monkey's head
Peter Reid's got a fuckin' monkey's head
A fuckin' monkey's head
A fuckin' monkey's head

Drink, drink

Drink, drink, wherever we may be
We are the drunk and disorderly
And we will drink wherever we may be
For we are the drunk and disorderly

I was drunk last night
I was drunk the night before
And I'm gonna get drunk like I've never been drunk before
'Cos when we're drunk we're as happy as can be
For we are the drunk and disorderly

When I go a wandering
Along the cliffs of Dover
If I see a mackem cunt
I'll push the bastard over

We drink Ex
We drink Brown
We're gonna wreck your fuckin' town
Na na na naaaa
Na na naaaaa
Na naaaaa

Toon Toon Toon

(To the tune of the Outhere Brothers, Boom Boom')

Toon, Toon, Toon, everybody say wheyaye (wheyaye)

Thank you very much

Thank you very much for the seven million
Thank you very much
Thank you very, very, very much
(Sung to Man Utd, who included a struggling striker in their line up by the name of Andy Cole, following his £7 million move from Newcastle)

Sad Mackem Bastard
(to the tune of Daydream Believer)

Cheer up Peter Reid
Oh what can it mean
To a sad Mackem bastard
And a shit football team

Mackems on a string
(To the tune of `My Ding a ling')

When I was a little bitty boy
My grandmother bought me a cute little toy
Two Sunderland fans, hanging on a string
She told me to kick their fucking heads in

Mackems on a string
Mackems on a string
She told me to kick their fucking heads in
Mackems on a string
Mackems on a string
She told me to kick their fucking heads in

Who's that team

Who's that team we call United
Who's that team we all adore
Oh, we play in black and white
And we all know how to fight
We'll support you ever more

There's only one Alan Shearer,
One Alan Shearer,
We're walking along, singing this song,
Walking in a Shearer Wonderland.

Shearer, Shearer, Shearer, Shearer
Same old Shearer always scoring ,
Same old Shearer always scoring ,

Toon, Toon,
Hate the Mackems,
Toon, Toon,
Hate the Mackems.

When I was a little bitty boy,
My grandmother bought me a cute little toy,
Two Sunderland fans, hanging on a string,
She told me to kick their f*cking heads in.
Mackems on a string,
Mackems on a string,
She told me to kick their f*cking heads in.
Mackems on a string,
Mackems on a string,
She told me to kick their f*cking heads in.

The famous Man. United went to Rome to see the Pope,
The famous Man. United went to Rome to see the Pope,
The famous Man. United went to Rome to see the Pope,
and this is what he said, "F*CK OFF",
Who the f*ck are Man. United,
Who the f*ck are Man. United,
Who the f*ck are Man. United,
as the mags go marching on on on.

Who's that team we call United,
Who's that team we all adore,
Oh, we play in Black and White,
And we all know how to fight,
We'll support you ever more.

Oh when the Mags, go marching in,
Oh when the Mags go marching in,
I want to be in that number,
Oh when the Mags go marching in.

E I O E I O
Up the Premier League we go,
When we get to Europe,
This is what we'll sing,
We are Geordies, super Geordies,
Robson is our King.

If you want to get to heaven when you die,
If you want to get to heaven when you die,
Wear a Black and White Bonnet,
With Newcastle written on it,
if you want to gett o heaven when you die.

We are the Mags ,we are the Mags,
We are, we are, we are The Mags.