A

Albert Stubbins

You can keep Billy Liddell
You can keep Roger Hunt
David Johnson was a bit of a cunt.

You can keep Kenny Dalglish
You can keep Ian Rush.
ALBERT STUBBINS is the man for us.

A L B E R T,
Albert Stubbins is the one for me.

B

Billy Shankly`s Boys

If you`re tired and you`re weary
And your just heart skips a beat
You`ll get your f*ckin head kicked in
If you walk down Heyworth St
If you come to The Albert
You`ll hear our famous noise
Get out you Everton b*st*rds
We`re the Billy Shankly Boys

We`re the boys from The Kop
We`re loyal and we`re true
And when we play the Everton
We`re ready for a do
To the cry of "NO SURRENDER"
You`ll hear our famous noise
Get out you Everton b*st*rds
We`re the Billy Shankly Boys.

Bill Shankly`s Pride And Joy

I`ll tell you of our football team
And Liverpool is the name.
We`ve won the cup, we`ve won the league
We`re the finest in the game
We have the greatest skipper
Any manager could employ.
Let`s drink six crates
To big Ron Yeats
Bill Shankly`s pride and joy.

F

Fields of Anfield Road

Outside the Shankly Gates
I heard a Kopite calling:
Shankly they have taken you away
But you left a great eleven
Before you went to heaven
Now it`s glory round the Fields of Anfield Road.

Chorus
All round the Fields of Anfield Road
Where once we watched the King Kenny play (and he could play)
We had Heighway on the wing
We had dreams and songs to sing
Of the glory round the Fields of Anfield Road

Outside the Paisley Gates
I heard a Kopite calling
Paisley they have taken you away..
You led the great 11
Back in Rome in 77
And the redmen they are still playing the same way

All round the Fields of Anfield Road
Where once we watched the King Kenny play (and he could play)
We had Heighway on the wing
We had dreams and songs to sing
Of the glory round the Fields of Anfield Road





P

Poor Scouser Tommy

Let me tell you the story of a poor boy,
Who was sent far away from his home,
To fight for his king and his country,
And also the old folks back home.

So they put him in a highland division,
Sent him off to a far foreign land,
Where the flies swarm around in their thousands,
And there`s nothing to see but the sand.

As the battle was starting next morning,
Under the Libyan sun,
I remember that poor Scouser Tommy,
Who was shot by an old Nazi gun.

As he lay on the battlefield dyin-dyin-dying,
With the blood gushing out of his head (out of his head)
As he lay on the battlefield dyin-dyin-dying,
These were the last words he said:

Oooh, I am a Liverpudlian,
I come from the Spion Kop,
I like to sing, I like to chant,
I go there quite a lot.

Support a team, that plays in red,
A team that we all know,
A team that we call Liverpool,
To glory we will go.

We won the league, we won the cup,
We`ve been to Europe too,
We played the Toffees for a laugh,
And left them feeling blue 5-0
1-2, 1-2-3, 1-2-3-4, 5-0!

Rush scored one,
Rush scored two,
Rush scored three,
And Rush scored four...

Scouse Tommy
Let me tell you the story of a poor boy
Who was sent far away from his home
To fight for his king and his country
And all the old folks back home
They put him in a second division
Sent him off to a far foreign field
Where the flies swarm around in their thousands
And there"s nothing to see but the sand
Now the battle it started next morning
Under the Arabian sun
I remember the poor Scouser Tommy
Who was shot by an old Nazi gun
He lay on the battlefield dying
With the blood rushing out of his head
As he lay on the battlefield dying, dying, dying
These were the last words he said
`Oh, I"m a Liverpudlian and I come from the Spion Kop
I like to sing, I like to shout and get thrown out quite a lot (every week)
We support a team that"s dressed in red
It"s a team that you all know
It"s a team we call Li ver pool
And to glory we will go
We won the League, we won the League Cup
And we"ve been to Europe, too
We played the Toffees for a laugh
And left them feeling blue
1 0, 2 0, 3 0,4 0, 5 0


T

They All Say Our Days Are Numbered

The reds are coming up the hill, boys,
The reds are coming up the hill, boys,
They all laugh at us, they all laugh at us,
They all say our days are numbered,
Born to be a Scouse,
Victorious are we,
If you wanna win the cup, then you`d better hurry up,
Cos Liverpool FC
Glorious, victorious
Oh Come All Ye Faithful [top]
O come all ye faithful,
joyful and triumphant
O come ye,
O come ye to Anfield
Come and behold them
They`re the Kings of Europe
O come let us adore them
O come let us adore them
O come let us adore them - Liverpool

The Anfield Rap

The Anfield Rap was an idea of Reds midfielder Craig Johnston for the 1989 FA Cup Final song. Stars included John Barnes and Bruce Grobelaar. It reached number 3 in the UK charts.

Liverpool F.C. is hard as hell
United, Tottenham, Arsenal
Watch my lips, and I will spell
`cause they don`t just play, but they can rap aswell

Liverpool F.C.
Liverpool F.C.

My idea was to build Liverpool into a bastion of invincibility...

Napoleon had that idea he`d have conquered the bloody world

Walk on... walk on... with hope... in your heart... and you`ll never walk... alone



Alright Aldo
Sound as a pound
I`m cushty la but there`s nothing down
The rest of the lads ain`t got it sussed
We`ll have to learn `em to talk like us

Well I`m rapping now, I`m rapping for fun
I`m your goalie, the number one
You can take the mick, don`t call me a clown
Any more lip and you`re going down

Alright Ace, we`re great me and you
But the other lads don`t talk like we do
No they don`t talk like we do, do they do la
We`ll have to learn `em to talk propah

Walk on... walk on... with hope... in your heart... and you`ll ne... ver walk... alone

You two scousers are always yapping
I`m gonna show you some serious rapping
I come from Jamaica, my name is John Barn-es
When I do my thing the crowd go bananas

How`s he doing the Jamaica rap?
He`s from just south of the Watford Gap
He gives us stick about the north/south divide
`cause they got the jobs
Yeah, but we got the side

Well I came to England looking for fame
So come on Kenny man, give us a game
`cause I`m sat on the bench paying my dues with the blues
I`m very big down under, but my wife disagrees

They`ve won the league, bigger stars than Dallas
They got more silver than Buckingham Palace
No-one knows quite what to expect
When the red machine`s in full effect

Well Steve McMahon sure can rap
It`s about time he had an England cap
So come on Bobby Robson, he`s the man
`cause if anyone can, Macca can
Macca-can... Macca-can... Macca-can... Macca-can...

Liverpool F.C. is hard as hell

My idea was to build Liverpool up and up and up until eventually they would be untouchable. Everybody would have to submit. Give in, give in, give in

We`re Ireland lads
Och-ai the noo
And there`s four of us
And only two of you
So if you want nai trouble
And you don`t want a slap
You`d better teach us the Anfield rap

Don`t forget us paddies
And me the Great Dane
And I`m from London mate so watch your game
Well you two scousers, you`re always talking
But we`ll just let our feet do the talking

Our lads have come from all over the place
They talk dead funny, but they play dead great
Well now we`ve gotta learn `em to talk real cool
The song you`ve gotta learn if you`re Liverpool

Walk on... walk on... with hope... in your heart... and you`ll ne... ver walk... alone

You`ll never walk alone

Ho-ho my word
That`s unbelievable, it really is
I think they should stick to playing football. Terrible
What do you think Kenny?

Oh yeah!

The Reds Are Coming Up The Hill

Who`s that coming up the hill boys,
The Reds are coming up the hill boys,
They all laugh at us,
They all mock at us,
They all say our days are numbered,
Born to be a scouse,
Victoriously,
If you wanna win the cup,
Then you better hurry up,
Cos its Liverpool F.C.,
Victorious and glorious
We took the Gwladys Street between the four of us,
So you better thank God, there was only f***ing four,
Imagine what we`de done if there was more of us.


W

We All Live In A Red And White Kop

(To the tune of "We all live in a yellow submarine" - The Beatles)
On a Saturday afternoon
We support a team called Liverpool
And we sing until we drop
On the famous Spion Kop
We all live in a red and white Kop
A red and white Kop
A red and white Kop
We all live in a red and white Kop
A red and white Kop
A red and white Kop
(Repeat forever)

We Hate Nottingham Forest

We hate Nottingham Forest
We hate Everton too (they`re shit!)
We hate Man United
But....
Liverpool we love you.

We Love John Barnes

We love John Barnes,
We love John Barnes,
J.B. - We love Johnny on the ball.
He`s fantastic,
Legs Elastic,
He stands proud while all defenders fall.
Shout it loud like,
Shout it all around like,
Shout it in the ground like,
Or anywhere at all, that -
We love John Barnes,
We love John Barnes,
We love John Barnes,
Johnny on the ball.

We Love You Liverpool We Do

We Love you Liverpool we do. We Love you Liverpool we do.
We Love you Liverpool we do. Oh Liverpool we love you.

Shankly is our hero, he showed us how to play
The mighty reds of Europe are out to win today
He made a team of champions, with every man a king
And every game we love to win and this is what we sing.

We Love you Liverpool we do. We Love you Liverpool we do.
We Love you Liverpool we do. Oh Liverpool we love you.

Clemence is our goalie, the best there is around
And Keegan is the greatest that Shankly ever found
Heighway is our favourite, a wizard of the game
Anh heres the mighty Toshack to do it once again.

We Love you Liverpool we do. We Love you Liverpool we do.
We Love you Liverpool we do. Oh Liverpool we love you.

We`ve won the league, we`ve won the cup,
We`re masters of the game.
And just to prove how good we are
We`ll do it all again.
We`ve got another team to beat and so we`ve got to try
`Cos we§re the best in all the land
And that`s the reason why ..

We Love you Liverpool we do. We Love you Liverpool we do.
We Love you Liverpool we do. Oh Liverpool we love you.

We`re On Our Way To Roma

Well we`re on our way to Roma
On the twenty fifth of May
All the Kopites they will be singing
The Vatican Bells they will be ringing
Liverpool F C will be bringing
The European Cup Home

Y

You`ll Never Walk Alone

When you walk through the storm,
Hold your head up high,
And don`t be afraid of the dark,
At the end of the storm,
There`s a golden sky,
And the sweet silver song of the lark,

Walk on, through the wind,
Walk on, through the rain,
Though your dreams be tossed and blown,
Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart,
And you`ll never walk alone,
You`ll never walk alone,

Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart,
And you`ll never walk alone,
You`ll never walk alone.




Liverbird Upon my Chest

Here"s a song about a football team
The greatest team you"ve ever seen
A team that play total Football
They"ve won the league, Europe and all.

A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men, of Shankly"s best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May

With Kenny Dalglish on the ball
He was the greatest of them all
And Ian Rush, four goals or two
Left Evertonians feeling blue

A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men, of Shankly"s best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May

Now if you go down Goodison Way
Hard luck stories you hear each day
There"s not a trophy to be seen
"Cos Liverpool have swept them clean

A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men, of Shankly"s best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May

Now on the glorious 10th of May
There"s laughing reds on Wembley Way
We"re full of smiles and joy and glee
It"s Everton 1 and Liverpool 3

A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men, of Shankly"s best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May

Now on the 20th of May
We"re laughing still on Wembley Way
Those Evertonians are feeling blue
It"s Liverpool 3 and Everton 2

A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men, of Shankly"s best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May

And as we sang round Goodison Park
With crying blues all in a nark
They"re probably crying still
at Liverpool 5 and Everton nil.

A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men, of Shankly"s best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May

We Remember them with pride
Those mighty reds of Shankly"s side
And Kenny"s boys of "88
There"s never been a side so great

A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men, of Shankly"s best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May

Now back in 1965
When great Bill Shankly was alive
We"re playing Leeds, the score"s 1-1
When it fell to the head of Ian St John

A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men, of Shankly"s best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May

On April 15th "89
What should have been a joyous time
Ninety six Friends, we all shall miss
And all the Kopites want justice (JUSTICE)

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