: We went to Barcelona in a fine day in May, And all our supporters sang loudly & gay, And when it was over and all said and done, We beat Bayern
: I don't drink coffee, I drink beer my dear, Man United is my side, Hear me singing and my accent will be clear, I'm a Mancunian in Marseille (or
we'll let them know It's Man United - Here we go! Glory, Glory Man United, Glory, Glory Man United........ We'll maintain The Status Quo Man United
: Drink, drink wherever you may be, We are the drunk and disorderly, And we don't give a shit, and we don't give a fuck, We came home with the Cup
up, That's why we're the Champions and we've won the Cup, We're Champions of Europe too, we've won them all, We're Manchester United, the Kings of Football
: Forty-three years ago, A team lay in the snow, Battered and bloodied and some of the died, Some of them survived.... . Charlton and Matt Busby
: When the ball's in the goal, And it's not Andy Cole, It was Scholesy, (It was Scholesy). When the ball hit the back, Of the San Siro net, It was Scholesy
bouncing "Busby Babes", They deserve to be knighted. We are the Busby Babes from Lancashire! We're Manchester, Manchester United. Manchester United. Manchester United. Manchester UNITED
did it too, Liverpool and Tottenham, And Arsenal made it two, They thought they were so special, But now they know they're not, 'Cos Manchester United
show, But when the finals over, We must hurry up, We're off to sunny spain for the European Cup. . Oh! We're off to sunny Spain, To see Man United
: Bobby gets the ball upon the centre-spot, He knocks it out to Georgie on the wing, Goergie beats his man and then puts in a cross, For Dennis Law
: Park! Park! Whoever you may be, You eat dogs in your own country, But it could be worse- you could be Scouse, Eating rats in your council house.
: SPS, kiss my arse I'll keep standing, SPS, your IQ is three, SPS, kiss my arse I'll keep standing, No surrender to the PLC. No surrender, no surrender
: I see the Stretford End rising, I see there's trouble on the way. Don't go out tonight, Unless you're red and white, I see there's trouble on the way
: He plays on the left He plays on the right That boy Ronaldo Makes England look shite!
: They sing about Munich, They scream and they shout, They talk about things They know nothing about. For all I could care, They might as well be, Shovelling
: United's flag is deepest red, It shrouded all our Munich dead, Before their limbs grew stiff and cold, Their heart's blood dyed it's ev'ry fold.
: Oh-Aye, the Reds will never die, As Keano lifts those three trophies high, Hey Keano lift those trophies high! With Giggsy on the wing, Ole Solskjaer