| Manchester United - Flowers of Manchester
The Flowers of Manchester
On one cold and bitter Thursday in Munich, Germany,
Eight great football stalwarts conceded victory,
Eight men who will never play again who met destruction there,
The flowers of British football, the flowers of Manchester
Matt Busby's boys were flying, returning from Belgrade,
This great United family, all masters of their trade,
The Pilot of the aircraft, the skipper Captain Thain,
Three times they tried to take off and twice returned back again.
The third time down the runaway disaster followed close,
There was a slush upon that runaway and the aircraft never rose,
It ploughed into the marshy, it broke, it overturned.
And eight of the team were killed when the blazing wreckage burned.
Roger Byrne and Tommy Taylor who were capped for England's side.
And Ireland's Billy Whelan and England's Geoff Bent died,
Mark Jones and Eddie colman, and David Pegg also,
they lost their lives as it ploughed on through the snow.
Big Duncan he went to, with an injury to his frame,
And Ireland's brave Jack Blanchflower will never play again,
The great Sir Matt Busby lay there, the father of his team
Three long months passed by before he walked again.
The trainer, coach and secretary, and a member of the crew,
Also eight sporting journalists who with United flew,
and one of them Big Swifty, who we'll ne'er forget,
the finest English 'keeper that ever graced the net.
Oh, England's finest football team its record truly great,
its proud successes mocked by a cruel turn of fate.
Eight men will never play again, who met destruction there,
the flowers of English football, the flowers of Manchester
Manchester United - Manchester Rule!
See I will allways love the reds so much,
we are the team nobody else can touch.
United I love them.
They’re the only team I like
the other ones are shite
and now I’m gonna tell you how I feel.
Fuck Peter Kenyon and Abramovic,
fuck you Mourinho you son of a bitch
Fuck Kevin Keegan and fuck Frenny Lee,
Fuck Steve McManaman and fuck Man City!
Fuck Leeds United your down and you’re gay,
Fuck Norman Hunter and Fuck Eddie Gray
Fuck Everton and fuck you Liverpool,
Fuck all you Scousers cause Manchester rules!
Ronaldo ,Van Nistelrooy
Play for the baddest team
with Ferdinand and super Roy Keane
Silvestre and Ryan Giggs
We never let them back,
dressed in red white ‘n black
we don’t give a damn about no one else
Fuck Peter Kenyon and Abramovic,
fuck you Mourinho you son of a bitch
Fuck Kevin Keegan and fuck Frenny Lee,
Fuck Steve McManaman and fuck Man City!
Fuck Arsene Wenger and fuck Arsenal, too
fuck all the cockneys we fucking hate you!
Fuck Everton and fuck you Liverpool,
Fuck all you Scousers cause Manchester rules!
Rule Rule United
Rule Rule United
Rule Rule United
Rule Rule United
Now I hate the Scousers and I hate Liverpool
The fucking shite and United Rule
And Chelsea who do you think you are
It’s been 50 long years
It’s gonna end in tears
Your will never be as big as Man United
Fuck Barcelona and Fuck Real Madrid
I’ve loved United since I was a kid
Fuck Bayern Munich and AC Milan
Fuck Deportivo and Vasco da Gam
Fuck Kevin Keegan and Fuck Frenny Lee
Fuck Steve McClaren and fuck Man City
Fuck Everton and Fuck you Liverpool
Fuck all you Scousers cause Manchester Rules!
Rule Rule United
Rule Rule United
Rule Rule United
Rule Rule United
Rule Rule United
Rule Rule United
Rule Rule United
Rule
Glory Glory ManUtd
Glory glory Man united,
Glory glory Man united,
Glory glory Man united,
As the reds go marching on on on!
Just like the busby babes in days gone by,
We’ll keep the red flags flying high,
Your gonna see us all from far and wide,
Your gonna hear the Messes that sing with pride.
United, Man united,
We’re the boys in red and we're on our way to Wembley!
Wembley, Wembley,
We're the famous Man united and we're going to Wembley,
Wembley, Wembley,
We're the famous Man united and we're going to Wembley
In Seventy-Seven it was Docherty
Atkinson will make it Eighty-Three
And everyone will no just who we are,
They'll be singing que sera sera
United, Man united,
We’re the boys in red and we're on our way to Wembley!
Wembley, Wembley,
We're the famous Man united and we're going to Wembley,
Wembley, Wembley,
We're the famous Man united and we're going to Wembley
Glory glory Man united,
Glory glory Man united,
Glory glory Man united,
As the reds go marching on on on!
Glory glory Man united,
Glory glory Man united,
Glory glory Man united,
As the reds go marching on on on!
Glory glory Man united,
Glory glory Man united,
Glory glory Man united,
As the reds go marching on on on!
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