
TRANMERE ROVERS F.C.
Arsenal F.C.,
Aston Villa F.C.,
Barnsley F.C.,
Birmingham City F.C.,
Blackburn Rovers F.C.,
Blackpool F.C.,
Bolton Wanderers F.C.,
A.F.C. Bournemouth,
Brentford F.C.,
Bristol Rovers,
Burnley F.C.,
Cardiff City,
Charlton Athletic F.C.,
Chelsea F.C.,
Chesterfield F.C.,
Colchester United F.C.,
Coventry City F.C.,
Crystal Palace,
Derby County F.C.,
Everton F.C.,
Fulham F.C.,
Hereford United FC,
Hednesford Town FC,
Huddersfield Town AFC,
Leeds United A.F.C.,
Leicester City F.C.,
Liverpool F.C.,
Macclesfield Town F.C.,
Manchester City F.C.,
Manchester United F.C.,
Middlesbrough F.C.,
Millwall F.C.,
Newcastle United F.C.,
Newport FC,
Northampton Town F.C.,
Nottingham Forest F.C.,
Oldham Athletic A.F.C.,
Oxford United F.C.,
Port Vale F.C.,
Portsmouth F.C.,
Preston North End F.C.,
Queens Park Rangers,
Reading FC,
Stockport County,
Stoke City,
Sheffield Wednesday F.C.,
Sheffield United FC.,
Southampton FC.,
Sunderland A.F.C.,
Swindon Town F.C.,
Tottenham Hotspur F.C.,
Tranmere Rovers F.C.,
Walsall F.C.,
Watford F.C.,
West Bromwich Albion F.C.,
West ham United F.C.,
Wimbledon F.C.,
Wolverhampton Wanderers F.C.,
Wycombe Wanderers F.C.,
Yeovil Town F.C.
Run, run, wherever you may be,
We are the famous TRFC
And we'll fuck you up, wherever you may be,
'Cause we are the famous TRFC
We beat the Scum 4-0,
we beat the Scum 4-0...
Chief chief chief chief chief chief...
(For Wayne Allison)
OOH! Ned Kelly,
OOH! Ned Kelly.
There's only one greedy bastard,
One greedy bas-tard,
There's only one greedy bas-tard
Cowshed, gissa song, Cowshed Cowshed gissa song!
Peter Johnson is a homosexual!
Nikko for England,
Nikko for England!
Johnny Aldridge walks on water, fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Physi, physi, physio, physio, physio, physi, physi, physio, physio Les Parry“
(sung to the tune of The Musicman)
You're worse than Bolton Wanderers!
1-0, just like '91
(To Bolton)
Holland's No.1!
Holland's, Holland's No.1!
(For John Achterberg)
Can we play you every week?
If u all hate Bolton clap your hands (clap)
If u all hate Bolton clap your hands (clap)
If u all hate bolton, all hate Bolton, all hate Bolton clap your hands
(clap, clap, clap, clap)
Its nice to know your here
Its nice to know your here
Its nice to know, its nice to know
Its nice to know your here
Fuck off!
We're not scouscers
We're From Birkenhead
So you can fuck your cathedrals
And shove your Pier Head!
You couldn't score in a brothel score in a brothel
Aldos, super white army
Aldos, super white army
Aldo give us a wave
Aldo, Aldo give us a wave
There's only 1 Johnny Aldridge
Only one Johnny Aldridge
Walkin along singin a song
Walkin in an Aldridge wonderland
Stand up if u hate geordies
Stand up if u hate geordies
Shit on the Brumies,
Shit on the Brumies tonight ooh ah ah ah.
Who put the ball in the back of the scums net?
Super super scott
Super super scott
Super super scott
Super scotty Taylor
Oh Birkenheah is wonderful,
Oh Birkenhead is wonderful,
It's full of tits fannys and rovers,
Oh Birkenhead is wonderful.
What we think of Bolton? Shit!
What we think of Shit? Bolton!
That's all right
We hate Bolton!
We hate Bolton!
We hate Bolton!
We are Bolton haters!
Tranmere till i die,
Oh Tranmere till i die,
I know i am
I'm sure
I am Tranmere till i die!
The Football League is upside down
The Football League is upside down
We're going up with the Swindon
And the City are going down!
Wembleee, Wembleee,
We're the famous Tranmere Rovers,
And we're off to Wemberlee.
10 men,
We only need 10 men,
We only need 10 men!
Hello, Hello we are the Tranmere Boys
Hello, Hello we are the Tranmere Boys
And if you are a Bolton Fan surrender or you will die
Cos we are the famous tranmere boys
Sign on, Sign on
With hope in your hearts
That you'll never find a job
You'll never find a job, ajob
He is small, He is fat
his arse is up for rent
Bill Kenwright, Bill Kenwright
You are my Rovers
My only Rovers
You make me happy when skies are grey
I never told you how much I loved you
So please don't take my Rovers away
Whos got the shit ground
Crew, Crew, Crew, Crew
Shitty ground shitty ground shitty ground
When I was a small boy
I asked my mother what shall I be,
Should I be a Rover, should I be a Wanderer
Here's what she said to me,
Go and wash your mouth out son,
Get your fathers gun
And shoot the Bolton Wanderers scum
Cos the Rovers are number 1