Walking down to (fill in name of your team's ground here),
Swinging a chain,
Along came a (fill in name of opposition) fan,
And I asked him his name,
So I kicked him in the balls,
And I kicked him in the head,
And now that bastard is dead.
Contributed by Dougal McKinnon
If I had the wings of a sparrow
If I had the arse of a crow
I'd fly over (enemies' football ground) tomorrow
And shit on the bastards below
Contributed by Konrad Adams