20 times 20 times Man United,
20 times 20 times I say,
20 times 20 times Man United,
Playing football on the Busby way...

50 years ago,
A team lay in the snow,
Battered and bloodied and some of them died,
Some of them survived,

Charlton and Matt Busby,
Took us to Wembley,
We beat Benfica and we won the cup,
All those years ago...

Woah, woah,
Hey, hey, hey, hey,
From banks of the Irwell,
To Sicily,
And we will fight, fight, fight,
For United FC...
(repeated...)

Come on David Moyes,
Play like Fergie Boys,
We'll go wild wild wild,
We'll go wild wild wild...

Fergie give us a wave,
Fergie, Fergie give us a wave,
Fergie give us a wave,
Fergie, Fergie give us a wave...

Ferguson's,
(Red Army),
Ferguson's,
(Red Army)...
Repeat till bored

Forever and Ever,
We'll follow the boys,
Of Man United,
The Busby Babes

From the banks of the River Irwell,
To the shores of Sicily,
We will fight fight fight,
For United,

Till we win the football league,
To hell with Liverpool,
To hell with Man City (they're sh*t!),
We will fight fight fight for United,
Till we win the football league...

*Classic terrace song, from the tune of The Halls of Montezuma US marine song. Sounds awesome on the terraces*

Hello, hello we are the Busby Boys,
Hello, hello we are the Busby Boys,
And if you are a City fan,
Surrender or you'll die,
We all follow United!
(repeated)

If I die in the Kippax Street, woah-oh woah-oh,
If I die in the Kippax Street, woah-oh woah-oh,
If I die in the Kippax Street, there'll be ten blue b*stards at my feet,
Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh.

Use your head and use your feet, woah-oh woah-oh,
Use your head and use your feet, woah-oh woah-oh,
Use your head and use your feet, ten blue b*stards at my feet,
Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh.

If my bones do not mend, woah-oh woah-oh,
If my bones do not mend, woah-oh woah-oh,
If my bones do not mend, then carry me back to the Stretford End
Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh.

When we go down to Maine Road, woah-oh, woah-oh,
When we go down to Maine Road, woah-oh, woah-oh,
When we go down to Maine Road the City fans they s*it their load,
Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh.

Walking down the Grafton Street, woah-oh, woah-oh,
Walking down the Grafton Street, woah-oh, woah-oh,
Walking down the Grafton Street, there'll be ten blue b*stards at my feet,
Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh.

Burn, destroy, wreck and kill, woah-oh, woah-oh,
Burn, destroy, wreck and kill, woah-oh, woah-oh,
Burn, destroy, wreck and kill, United fans f*cking will,
Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh.

On my grave it will say, woah-oh, woah-oh,
On my grave it will say, woah-oh, woah-oh,
On my grave it will say, ten blue b*stards went the same way,
Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

When I die and go to hell, woah-oh, woah-oh,
Me and the Devil will get on well, woah-oh, woah-oh,
'Cos he hates Summerbee and I hate Bell, me and the Devil will get on well,
Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh.

If I die in the Stretford End, woah-oh, woah-oh,
If I die in the Stretford End, woah-oh, woah-oh,
If I die in the Stretford End, I'll defend my faith right to the end,
Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh.

Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to see,
United win away - oh!

Oh, me lads,
You should have seen us coming,
Fastest team in the League,
Just to see us winning,

All the lads and lasses,
With smiles upon their faces,
Walking down the Warwick Road,
To see Matt Busby's aces...

Oh Manchester (oh Manchester),
Is wonderful (is wonderful),
Oh Manchester is wonderful,
Its full of t*ts, f*nny and United!

Oh Manchester is wonderful!

Oh Merseyside (oh Merseyside),
Is full of s*it (is full of s*it),
Oh Merseyside is full of s*it,
Its full of s*it, s*it and more s*it,
Oh Merseyside is full of s*it.

Oh Elland Road (oh Elland Road),
Is full of sheep (is full of sheep),
Oh Elland Road is full of sheep,
Its full of sheep, sheep and more sheep,
Oh Elland Road is full of SHEEP!

Oh Brian Kidd (oh Brian Kidd),
Is still a Manc, (is still a Manc),
Oh Brian Kidd is still a Manc,
He f*cked up Leeds United,
Oh Brian Kidd is still a Manc!

The Council House (the Council House),
Is Never Full (is Never Full),
The Council House Is Never Full,
Unless they play Man United,
The Council House is never full!

The San Siro (the San Siro),
Is Never Full (is Never Full),
The San Siro Is Never Full,
Unless they play Man United,
The San Siro is never full!

We are just one of those teams that you see now and then,
We often score six,but we seldom score ten,
We beat 'em at home and we beat 'em away,
We kill any b*stards,

That get in our way,

We are the pride of all Europe,
The cock of the North,
We hate the Scousers, the Cockneys of course (and Leeds),
We are United, without any doubt,
We are the Manchester boys...

Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be,
We're going to Wembley,
Que sera sera...

She wore, she wore, she wore a scarlet ribbon,
She wore a scarlet ribbon in the merry month of May,
And when I asked why she wore that ribbon,
She said its for United and we're going to Wembley,
Wembley, Wembley,
We're the famous Man Utd and we're goin' to Wembley,
Wembley, Wembley...

Bertie Mee said to Matt Busby,
"Have you heard of the North Bank Highbury?!"
"No", said Matt, "You Cockney tw*t,
But I've heard of the Stretford, Enders."...
(repeated)

We'll never die, we'll never die,
We'll never die, we'll never die,
We'll keep the Red flag flying high,
Cos Man United will never die...

Top of the League and that's a fact,
Top of the League and that's a fact,
Top of the League and that's a fact,
(Repeated)

UNI TED,
United are the team for me,
With a nick nack paddy whack give the dog a bone,
Why don't city f**k off home?
(repeated)

Follow Follow Follow,
Coz' United are going to Moscow,
There'll be thousands of reds,
They'll be p*ssed out of their heads,
Cause united are going to Moscow...
(Sung at all Man U's matches !)

Oh Manchester, Manchester United,
A bunch of bouncing Busby Babes,
They deserved to be knighted,

Whenever they're playing in your town,
Be sure to get to that football ground,
Take a lesson, come and see,
Football taught by Matt Busby,

Oh Manchester, Manchester United,
A bunch of bouncing Busby Babes,
They deserved to be knighted,

Down on Maine Roads greasy pastures,
Play a load of dozy b*stards, Colin Bell, the City ace, A ruptured duck has got more pace,

Oh Manchester, Manchester United,
A bunch of bouncing Busby Babes,
They deserved to be knighted...

Take me home, United road,
To a place that I belong,
To Old Trafford, to see United,
Take me home, United road...
(repeated)

We'll do what we want,
We'll do what we waaant,
We're Man United,
We'll do what we want...

We love United, we do,
We love United, we do,
We love United, we do,
Oh United we love you...

We shall not,
We shall not be moved,
We shall not,
We shall not be moved,

Just like the team,
That's gonna win the football league (again),
We shall not be moved...

Every single one of us will stand by David Moyes
We'll stand by David Moyes
We'll stand by David Moyes
We'll stand by David Moyes.... (repeated)

He is Belgian
He comes from Belgium
Adnan Januzaj...
(Repeat)

I wanna tell you,
I might as well do,
About a boy who can do anything,
His name is Adnan,
He comes from Belgium,
Januzaj, Januzaj, Januzaj!

He's big, he's brave, he's Spanish Dave,
He makes great saves, he never shaves,
He's flying through the air, come and have a shot if you dare!
(Repeat)

One Darren Fletcher
There's only one Darren Fletcher
One Darren Fletcher
There's only one Darren Fletcher
(Repeat)

Nani, Nani, Nani,
He likes the f*nny;
Him and Anderson...
(Repeat)

It's Carrick you know, it's hard to believe it's not Scholes,
It's Carrick you know, it's hard to believe it's not Scholes,
It's Carrick you know, it's hard to believe it's not Scholes,
It's Carrick you know, it's hard to believe it's not Scholes...
(Repeat...)

Nemanja whoa,
Nemanja whoa,
He come's from Serbia,
He'll f*cking murder ye...

Ryan Giggs, Ryan Giggs,
Running down the wing,
Ryan Giggs, Ryan Giggs,
Running down the wing,

Feared by the Blues,
Loved by the Reds,
Ryan Giggs, Ryan Giggs, Ryan Giggs!
(repeated)

Viva Da Silva's,
Viva Da Silva's,
Runnin down the pitch,
Dont know which ones which,
Viva Da Silva's...

The man with no shame,
The man with no shame,
Rio Ferdinand,
The man with no shame.
(Repeat)

Rio,
Rio,
Rio,
Rio...
(Repeat)

Ohh Robin Van Persie,
Ohh Robin Van Persie,
Ohh Robin Van Persie,
Ohh Robin Van Persie,
Ohh Robin Van Persie...
** Repeated **

All We Need Is Shinji Kagawa,
Shinji Kagawa,
Shinji Kagawa,
Shinji Kagawa...
(Repeat)

I saw my mate the other day,
He said to me he saw the white Pele,
So I asked, who is he?
He goes by the name of Wayne Rooney,
Wayne Rooney, Wayne Rooney,
He goes by the name of Wayne Rooney...
(repeated)

Na na na na na na na na na na na,
Ashley, Ashley Young,
Ashley, Young,
Ashley, Ashley Young...
(Repeat)

Anderson son son,
He's better than Kleberson,
Anderson son son,
He's our midfield magician...

To the left; to the right,
To the samba beat all the night,
He is class with a brass,
And he s*its on Fabregas!

Edwin Van Der Sar,
Edwin, Edwin Van Der Sar,
Edwin Van Der Sar,
Edwin, Edwin Van Der Sar...
(repeated)

What a friend we have in Jesus,
He's a saviour from afar,
What a friend we have in Jesus
And his name is Cantona....
Ooh Aah Cantona,
Ooh Aah Cantona...

We'll drink a drink a drink, to Eric the King the King the King,
He's the Leader of our football team,
He's the greatest centre forward,
That the world has ever seen...

Gary Neville is a red,
Is a red,
Is a red,
Gary Neville is a red,

He hates Scousers...

Tracey Neville is off her head,
Off her head,
Tracey Neville is off her head,
Off her head,
She plays netball...

Yip Jaap Stam is a big Dutchman,
Get past him if you f*cking can,
Try a little trick and he'll make you look a dick,
Yip Yap Jaap Stam...
(repeated)

When Johnny goes marching down the wing,
O'Shea, O'Shea,
When Johnny goes marching down the wing,
O'Shea, O'Shea,
When Johnny goes marching down the wing,
The Stretford end will f*cking sing,
We all know that Johnny is gonna score...

He scores goals galore,
He scores goals,
He scores goals galore,
He scores goals,

He scores goals galore,
He scores goals,
Paul Scholes,
He scores goals..

Oh Keano's f*ckin' magic,
He wears a magic hat,
And when he saw Old Trafford,
He said I fancy that,

He didn't sign for Arsenal,
Or Blackburn 'coz they're s*ite,
He signed for Man United,
'Coz they're f*cking dynamite...
(repeated)

Keano!
There's only one Keano,
There's only one Keano,
There's only one Keano...
(Repeated...)

Viva Ronaldo,
Viva Ronaldo,
Running down the wing,
Hear United sing,
Viva Ronaldo...
(repeated many times!)

(should start at number 1)
Number 9 is Georgie Best,
Number 10 is Georgie Best,
Number 11 is Georgie Best,

Number 12 is Georgie Best,
We all live in a Georgie Best world,
Georgie Best world,
Georgie Best world!

He's big,
He's bad,
He's Wesley Brown,
The hardest man in all the town,
With orange hair beware,
Come and have a go if you dare...
(repeated)

You are my Solskjaer,
My Ole Solskjaer,
You make me happy,
When skies are grey,

Oh Alan Shearer,
Was f*cking dearer,
So please don't take,
My Solskjaer away...
(repeated)

Are you watching?
Are you watching?
Are you watching Merseyside?
Are you watching Mer-sey-side?
(repeated)

City are sh*t and that's a fact,
City are sh*t and that's a fact,
City are sh*t and that's a fact,
City are sh*t and that's a fact...

City going down with a billion in the bank,
A billion in the bank,
A billion in the bank,
City going down with a billion in the bank,
And they are goin down...

Feed the scousers,
Let them know it's Christmas time...
(repeated)

Hollow, hollow, hollow,
Chelsea's success is f*cking hollow,
All that money he took,
From that big russian crook,
And you'll never win three in a row...

If you come from Manchester your sure to be a blue,
Moston, Collyhurst, Salford, Ancoats too,
well if you think that this is true your nothing but a fool,
cause' in the town of Manchester,

Man United rule,

Tra la la la we ALL hate Ciiityyy Tra la la la...

You can stick your Bayern Munich, Juventus, Ajax too,
There's only one colossal team they play in laser blue,
They're gonna beat United like once upon a time,
They're gonna conquer Europe like they did in '69.

Last game of the season just turned half past four.
City playing Luton heading for a draw.
Pleat sent on his substitute to see what he could do.
He put the ball in city's net and in Division Two.

Super Kevin Keegan he said I will love it,
When we beat United but we know he's talking s**t,
He walked out on Newcastle he walked on England too,
Then he walked on City he's a dirty f**king blue.

In the year 2007 it was always meant to be,
Psycho Stuart Pearce was on the march to Wembley
But they got beat at Blackburn, another year of hurt,
And all the City fans sang you're not fit to wear the shirt.

Sven Goran Ericksson, and Shinawatra too,
Were out to conquer Europe in City's laser blue,
United were much bigger, but not anymore,
Cos City are so massive, they're the pride of Singapore.

With Shinawatra's millions their better than before,
The bitter blues are going on a European Tour,
Their full of optimism, they'll never lose a game,
And when it comes to next year they'll be saying it all again!

Now they've got Sparky he's gonna send them down,
Next month they'll be shouting "Hughesy out!" around Town,
United fans are gutted their legends at city,
In years to come he'll still be there but in Division 3.

Since Shiniwatra f**ked off, the blues are on the rise,
Their massive fans cant handle what they see before thier eyes,
Their limitations endless, their prospects have no end,
Man United copy whilst Cty set the trend.

Along came the Arabs to buy them Berbatov,
But then he joined United, it really pissed them off.
Their gon'a sign Ronaldo and Kaka in January,
But we'll be laughing soon when they make it thirty-three.

Sha La La La Summerbee or so the saying goes,
City's outside right with a big fat hairy nose,
He runs along the wing and does a little twirl,
And curtsies at the corner flag just like a little girl.

His name is Denis Law and he's the leader of our team,
The finest football team that the world has ever seen,
Her name is Man United their the boys that play in red,
And when we win the league this year remember what we said.

We are the boys from Old Trafford United is our Team,
Denis Law's our Leader Georgie Best is on the wing,
David Herd 's our goal scorer, Charlton's Inside Right,
In fact we are the greatest we are the boys in Red and White!

Keep singing 6-1,
Keep singing 6-1,
6 games in Europe,
You couldn't win one...
(Repeat..)

*Man United fans having a go at Manchester rivals City who sing about the 6-1 victory in the 2010/11 season*

Mourinho are you listening,
Can you keep our trophy glistenin'?,
We'll be back in May,
To take it away,
Walking in a Fergie wonderland!

My old man said be a City fan,
And I said b*llocks you're a c*nt,
I'd rather sh*g a bucket with a big hole in it,
Than be a City fan for just one minute,

With hammers and hatchets, stanley knives and spanners,
We'll show the City b*stards how to fight (How to fight),
I'd rather sh*g a bucket with a big hole in it,
Than be a City fan,
Altogether now...
(repeated)

This is how it feels to be City,
This is how it feels to be small,
This is how it feels when your passport's back in the drawer,
Back in the drawer,
Back in the drawer...

Steeeeeve Gerrard, Gerrard,
He kisses the badge on his chest,
Then puts in a transfer request,
Steve Gerrard, Gerrard...!

The city is yours,
The city is yours
20,000 empty seats,
Are you f*cking sure????

This is how it feels to be City,
This is how it feels to be small,
This is how it feels when your team wins nothing at all,
Nothing at all
Nothing at all...

Viva John Terry
Viva John Terry
Could've won the cup
But he f*cked it up
Viva John Terry...

We Hate Liverpool,
And Man City,
(And Leeds)...
(repeated...)