Songs and Chants

CLICHY AND DJOUROU

Chim-Chiminy, Chim-Chiminy,
Chim-Chim Charoo,
Who needs Sol Campbell when we’ve got Djourou!

Chim-Chiminy, Chim-Chiminy,
Chim-Chim Charee,
Who needs Ashley Cole when we’ve got Clichy!

ARSENAL

One-nil to the Arsenal, One-nil to the Arsenal, One-nil tothe Arsenal, One-nil to the Arsenal! (repeat)

Ooh to, Ooh to be, Ooh to be a Gooner!

Alex Hleb

(To the tune of Ni-gel Winterburn, Nigel Winterburn)
Alex-ander Hleb,
Alex-ander Hleb

Super Super Al,
Super Super Al
Super Super Al
Super Alexander…

Tomas Rosicky

And we always will
(repeat)

Super,
Super Tom,
Super,
Super Tom,
Super,
Super Tom,
Super Tom Rosicky…

Thierry Henry

(to the tune of Tom Hark)

Thierry Henry, Thierry Henry, Thierry Henry, Thierry Henry

We’ve got the best player in the world
We’ve got the best player in the world
We’ve got the best player in the world
We’ve got the best player in the world
HENRY!

(to the tune of „The First Noel“)
Thierry Henry
Came to us from Turin
Not too sure about playing,
Up-front or the wing
Then Arsene had a word,
And he said he was keen
To turn him into the best striker, We’ve ever seen

There’s no-one as fast as our Henry.
And you’ll be seeing red and nothing of the ball.
Cause we are the London/ F**king Ar-sen-al

Went down the Lane,
The other night,
To tell the scum,
We got the new Ian Wright,

They said to me,
How can that be?
I said to them,
We got Thierry Henry,

Thierry Henry… Thierry Henry… Thierry Henry… Thierry Henry!
Thierry Henry… Thierry Henry… Thierry Henry… Thierry Henry!

Chim-chimminy,
Chim-chimminy,
Chim-chim chi-ree,
We’ve got £12million and Thierry Henry!

Gilberto

(to the tune of „Copacabana“ by Barry Manilow)
His name is Silva, Gilberto Silva
He’s Arsenal’s Brazilian midfielder

Cesc Fabregas

(To the tune of Volare)
Fabregas whoa oh,
Fabregas whoa oh,
he’s only seventeen
he’s better than Roy Keane.

Fabregas gas gas,
Theres no doubt hes fucking class,
Fabregas gas gas,
He will always find a pass,
To the left, to the right, to the spanish beat all night,
He is all red and white,
And he knows that spurs are sh*teeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee,

He plays on the left,
He plays on the right,
But this guy can pass,
He’s CESC FABREGAS,
ARSENAL (clap clap clap),
ARSENAL (clap clap clap)…

Cesc Fa-bre-gas,
You are the love of my life,
Cesc Fab-re-gas,
I’d let you sh*g my wife,
‚Cos you’re Arsenal
Through and through
(repeat)

Number 1 is Fabregas!
Number 2 is Fabregas!
Number 3 isFabregas!
Number 4 is Fabregas!
Number 5 is Fabregas!
Number 6 is Fabregas!
Number 7 is Liam Brady
Number 8 is Fabregas!
Number 9 is Fabregas!
Number 10 is Fabregas!
Number 11 is Fabregas!
Number 12 is Fabregas!

We all live in a Fabregas world
A Fabregas world, a Fabregas world

Viva Fabregas,
Viva Fabregas,
He can run and pass,
The Gooners thinks he’s a blast,
Viva Fabregas…

Freddie Ljungberg

(To the tune of I love you baby)
We love you Freddie,
cos you’ve got red hair,
We love you Freddie,
cos you’re everywhere

Whoa Freddy Freddy,
You only score for Arsenal,
When we play Man U!

KOLO TOURE

To the tune of „Lola“ by The Kinks

We’ve got a boy from the Ivory Coast
He’s got a great smile but he’ll ‘ave you for toast
His name’s Kolo
K-O-L-O Kolo
Ko ko ko ko Kolo

He’s great in defence and he’s great in attack
He’s the first one forward and the first one back
I mean Kolo
K-O-L-O Kolo
Ko ko ko ko Ko-lo.

To the tune of „The Flintstones“

Kolo, Kolo Touré
He’s the new boy to our family
From the coast of Ivory
A Gunner legend he will be

To the tune „Locomotion“ by Little Eva

Everybody’s doing a brand new dance now
Come on Toure, do the Kolo-motion
Wenger got to like it
When he gave it a chance now,
Come on Highbury, do the Kolo-motion
Everybody says he defends with ease
Brings van Nistlerooy to his knees
So come on, come on,
Do the Kolo- motion with me!

To the tune of „Sing a song of sixpence“

Sing a song for kolo
For them to hear on Sky
Running down the middle
Arsenal do or die
Campbell’s favourite partner
Goes flying down the wing
Shame he isn’t English, far better than Ledley King

To the tune of „In Da Club“ by 50 Cent

Go go go go Kolo
Its your birthday
He’s gonna tackle you
and make it your worst day
It could be in the Premiership
or the FA.

To the tune of „Oh My Darling Clementine“

Kolo Toure, Kolo Toure
Kolo Toure he’s just fine
He stands tall, strong and determined
Stopping strikers just in time.

Kolo Toure, Kolo Toure
Kolo Toure, he’s just fine
Watch him tackle and pass so sweetly
Down the middle or the line.

HENRY

Ooooooooohhhh Henry!!! Ooooooooh Henry!!!
With the ball, he is the king!!!
Ooooooooohhhh Henry!!! Ooooooooh Henry!!!
In the run, he got some wing!!!

Ooooooooohhhh Henry!!! Ooooooooh Henry!!!
His shot always go to net!!!
Ooooooooohhhh Henry!!! Ooooooooh Henry!!!
Is he something want, he always that get!!!

Ooooooooohhhh Henry!!! Ooooooooh Henry!!!
He is the best in the year two thousand four!!!
Ooooooooohhhh Henry!!! Ooooooooh Henry!!!
He always… he always… want MOOOORE!!!

Eduardo Silva Arsenal’s Number 9

He came to us when Henry went, Eddie, Eddie,
He scored more goals than Darren Bent, Eddie, Eddie,
He broke his leg,
But he’ll be back,
And Darren Bent will still be cack,
Eduardo Silva Arsenal’s Number 9!!

la,la,la,la,la,la,la…

Eeeeeduardo,
Eeeeeduardo,
Eeeeeduardo,
Eeeeeduardo…

Eduardo woooooooahh,
Eduardo woooooahh,
He came from Dinamo,
He’s better than Shevchenko,
Eduardo wooooahhh,
Eduardo wooooaaahh…

Eddie!
Eddie!
Eddie!
Eddie!
Eddie!…

Diaby

Diaby,
Whoah,
Diaby,
Whoah,
We bought him from Auxerre,
He’s every f**king where…

D.I.A.B.Y!
D.I.A.B.Y!
D.I.A.B.Y!…

Diaby whoever you maybe,
You eat frogs in your country,
But it couldn’t be worse than a scouse,
Who eats rat in their council house…

Aršavin
We Arshavin, We Arshavin,
Football flowing, like the sea,
We Arshavin, forever scoring,
To be Arsenal, you and me.

Repeat …

Arshavin-vin-vin,
He’s our Russian goal machine,
Arshavin-vin-vin,
He’s better than Robbie Keane,
From the red,
To the white,
To the Arsenal beat tonight,
He’s not big but he’s hard,
And he s*its on Frank Lampard!

The words he said proved he was a red Andrey, Andrey,
I’m glad to be a gooner he said Andrey, Andrey,
We brought the guy from russia way it took 285 days
Andrey Asharvin Arsenals wonder boy,
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na…

Arshavin is magic,
He wears a magic hat,
And when he saw a Spurs contract,
He said I’m tearing that,
So then he came so Arsenal
And arsenals where he’ll stay
And if its Monday to Sunday
He will score goals that day…

Arshavin
Woah!
Arshavin
Woah!
They said he couldn’t cope,
He gave the scouse defence no hope,
Arshavin,
Woah!
Arshavin,
Woah!

He’s Andrey,, He’s Andrey,,
Andrey Arshavin he’s on his way.
How he score’s them we don’t know
How he score’s ‚em we don’t care,
All we know is he is Andrey…

Robin van Persie

Ra-Ra-Ra-Ra-Ra-Ra Robin van Persie,
Adebayo-o-or, Fabregas & Theo,
Robin van Persie,
Robin van Persie,
It’s Arsenal Till I Die…

Robin Van Persie, (clapping),
Robin Van Persie, (clapping),
Robin Van Persie, (clapping),
Robin Van Persie, (clapping)…

Van Persie whoah,
Van Persie whoah,
He comes from Rotterdam,
And he hates Tottenham!

He’s skilled!
He’s Dutch!
He scores with his first touch!
Van Persie! Van Persie!

Eboue

Oooh to… oooh to be… ooh to be E-boue!
Oooh to… oooh to be… ooh to be E-boue!
Oooh to… oooh to be… ooh to be E-boue!
Oooh to… oooh to be… ooh to be E-boue!

Eeeeeeemanuel Eboue,
Eeeeeeemanuel Eboueeeeee…

Eboue,
Woah,
Eboue,
Woah,
He comes from Africa,
he’s better than Kaka,
Eboue,
Woah,
Eboue,
Woah…
(repeated)

Come to see Eboue!
You’ve only come to see Eboue!
Come to see Eboooue!
You’ve only come to see Eboue!

We Like Eboue, Eboue,
We Like Eboue, Eboue,
We Like Eboue, Eboue,
We Like E-BOUE!

Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nahnah Nah Nananana Nah!

We Like Eboue, Eboue,
We Like Eboue, Eboue,
We Like Eboue, Eboue,
We Like E-BOUE!

Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah Nahnah Nah Nananana Nah!

Bacary Sagna
Sagna! Sagna! Bacary Sagna,
He’s got dodgy hair,
But we dont care,
Bacary Sagna!

Carlos Vela
Oh Vela , Vela,
He’s our Mexican superstar,
He’s better than Cantona,
Oh Vela , Vela…

Theo Walcott
Whoooaaa Theo Walcott
Theo, Theo Walcott
He’s an Englishman at Arsenal…

Theo, Theo, Theo, Theo..

There’s only 1 Theo Walcott,
1 Theo Walcott,
With his lightning pace & baby face,
Walking in a Walcott wonderland!

Adebayor
Adebayor,
Adebayor,
Adebayor,
Adebayor…

Adebayor,
Adebayooorrr,
Give him the ball,
And he will score…

Ade has got a massive c*ck, Ade-Bayor
Ade has got a massive c*ck, Ade-Bayor
He s*agged a woman, now she’s dead,
He swings his c*ck around his head,
Ade-beyor, Arsenals 25.

Manuel Almunia
Manual Almunia,
Manual Almunia,
Manual Almunia,
Manual Almunia,
Manual Almunia,
Manual Almunia,
Manual Almunia…

Englands, number one!
Englands, Englands number one!
Englands, number one!
Englands, Englands number one!

Samir Nasri
Chim chimeney, chim chimeney chim chim cher-ee,
Who needs Ronaldo wen we’ve got Nasri?

You are my Nasri,
My Samir Nasri,
You make me happy when skies are grey,
You came from Marseille,
To bring us glory,
Please don’t take my Nasri away…

His armband proved he was a red, Nasri, Nasri!
Victory through harmony, Nasri, Nasri!
We bought the lad from fine Marseile.
He gets the ball he scores again.

Samir Nasri Arsenal’s number 8…

Super, super Sam,
Super, super Sam,
Super, super Sam,
Super Samir Nasri!

Gael Clichy

Chim-Chiminy, Chim-Chiminy,
Chim-Chim Charee,
Who needs Ashley Cole when we’ve got Clichy!

Cliiichy!
Cliiichy!
Cliiichy!
Cliiichy!…

Aaron Ramsey

Oh Aaron Ramsey,
He is a Welshie,
He loves his rugby,
Just like his dad,
He said to Fergie,
‚You’ll never see me‘
Coz I’m an Arsenal lad!

Nicklas Bendtner

Super,
Super Nick,
Super
Super Nick,
Super
Super Nick,
Super Nicklas Bendtner…

Kieran Gibbs

Kier-Kier-Kieran Gibbs down the left hand side,
He runs his f*cking bollocks off & wears the shirt with pride,
Kier-Kier-Kieran Gibbs up & down the wing,
He’ll never f*ck off to the Chavs or stick a phone up his ring…

ARSENAL

We are the good old team from ARSENAL
We wear blue and yellow, or red and white
We will always fight for victory
And play with all our might
All for one, and one for all
We’ll answer to the call
Oh Gunners
Arsenal Gunners
We’ll kick the winning goal
Reflected off the pole

DENNIS BERGKAMP

There’s only one Dennis Bergkamp,
There’s only one Dennis Bergkamp,
Walking along, Singing this song,
Walking in a Bergkamp Wonderland.
Or…
We’ve got Dennis Bergkamp,
We’ve got Dennis Bergkamp,
We’ve got Dennis Bergkamp,
We’ve got Dennis Bergkamp

BERGKAMP

There’s only ooooone Dennis Bergkamp, Ooooone Dennis Bergkamp, Walking along, Singing a song, Walking in a Bergkamp Wonderland!

Bergkamps fucking magic, he wears a magic hat, and when he saw the Arsenal he said „I fancy that“. He didn’t sign for Chelsea or Villa ‚cos they’re shite, he signed for the Arsenal ‚cos we’re fucking dynamite!

VIEIRA

STAMFORD BRIDGE

Stamford Bridge is falling down,
Falling down,
Falling down,
Stamford Bridge is falling down,
Poor old Chelsea!

Build it up in Red and White,
Red and White,
Red and White,
Build it up in Red and White,
Oh ohh Chelsea!

He’s bald,
He’s queer,
He takes it up the rear,
Frank LeBoeuf, Frank LeBoeuf.

Vialli, oh-oh-oh!
Vialli, oh-oh-oh!
He fancies Graeme Le Saux,
He’d like to have a go!

ARSENAL SONG

Fulham can stay at the Cottage, Southampton can stay at the Dell,
and as for Tottenham Hotspur, they can go to hell, to hell.
So we’ll drink, drink together, in praise of the AFC
Drink, drink together, in praise of the AFC

By Jesus said Paddy I sing it so well
I think I’ll get up and I’ll sing it again
So Paddy got up and he sang it again
Over and over and over again

Who’s the team they call Arsenal?
Who’s that team we all adore?
They’re the boys in red and white,
and they fight with all their might,
and they just show us how to score. (Ally’s Army)

Tottenham

The wanky Tottenham Hotspur went to Rome to see the pope,
the wanky Tottenham Hotspur went to Rome to see the pope,
the wanky Tottenham Hotspur went to Rome to see the pope,
and this is what he said FUCK OFF

My old man said, be a Tottenham fan
I said fuck off, bollocks, you’re a cunt (The Cock Linnet Song)

Away in a manger, No crib for a bed
The little Lord Jesus, Stood up and he said (Away in a manger)
We hate Tottenham, we hate Tottenham,…

One-Nil down, Two-One up
We knocked Tottenham out the cup
La la la la la la la

When I was just a little boy
I asked my mother what will I be?
Will I be Arsenal? Will I be Spurs?
And this is what she said to me:
Wash your mouth out son, then take your father’s gun
And shoot the Tottenham scum
Que sera sera (Que sera, sera)

When I was a little boy
My mother bought me a little toy
Tottenham fan on a string
Told me to kick his fucking head in,
kick his head in, kick his head in
told me to kick his fucking head in

We hate Tottenham, we hate Tottenham

We hate Tottenham and we hate Tottenham, we hate Tottenham and we hate Tottenham

If you all hate Tottenham clap you hands, c-c-c, if you all hate Tottenham clap your hands, c-c-c,
if you all hate Tottenham, if you all hate Tottenham, if you all hate Tottenham clap your hands, c-c-c (Coming round the Mountain)

Can you hear the Tottenham sing, no-o, no-o
Can you hear the Tottenham sing, no-o, no-o
Can you hear the Tottenham sing, I can’t hear a fucking thing
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohhh schhhhh (Bye Bye Blackbird)

We won 5-0, we won 5-0, we won 5-0, down the Lane
we won 5-0, we won 5-0, we won 5-0, down the Lane
It was easy, it was easy, it was easy, at the Lane
It was easy, it was easy, it was easy, at the Lane (Sailing)

2 years, we only waited 2 years,
and now the Scum are in tears,
we only waited 2 years (Blue Moon, FA Cup semi 93)

Stand up if you hate Tottenham, stand up, if you hate Tottenham

Bye bye Tottenham, bye bye Tottenham, bye bye Tottenham, bye bye
Bye bye Tottenham, bye bye Tottenham, bye bye Tottenham, bye bye
Fuck off Tottenham, fuck off Tottenham, fuck off Tottenham, fuck off
Fuck off Tottenham, fuck off Tottenham, fuck off Tottenham fuck off

Fuck off Tottenham, fuck off Tottenham, fuck off Tottenham

1-0, we beat the scum 1-0, we beat the scum 1-0, 1-0, we beat…. (Blue Moon)

XY is illegitimate, he ain’t got no birth certificate
XY is illegitimate, he’s a Tottenham bastard, he’s a Tottenham bastard, he’s a Tottenham bastard

What are you thinking of Tottenham? Shit!
What do you think they should? Fuck Off!
Thank you

Let’s all laugh at Tottenham, let’s all laugh at Tottenham, ha ha ha ha, uh, ha ha ha ha, uh

The Tottenham, are full of shit, the Tottenham are full of shit
Full of shit, shit and bullshit,
the Tottenham are full of shit (Oh when the Saints)

George Graham was magic
He’s lost his magic hat
He’s now moved in at White Hart Lane
Oh what a fucking twat

Cheer up Christian Gross, oh what can it mean
To a sarcastic bastard with a shit football team (Daydream Believer)

Tottenham, Tottenham, sing us a song, Tottenham, sing us a song

We had joy, we had fun, we had Tottenham on the run
but the joy didn’t last, cos the bastards ran too fast

No win, fuck all again, Tottenham, Tottenham

She wore, she wore, she wore fishnet stockings,
She wore fishnet stockings and stiletto high-heelded schoes,
And when I asked, oh why she wore that stockings,
She said it’s for her client and his name is David Pleat
David Pleat, David Pleat, he’s that famous Tottenham pervert and his name is David Pleat

Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way
Oh what fun it is to see the Tottenham lose away, hey

Judas, what’s the score,
Judas, Judas what’s the score (at Shite Fart Lane 99)

Arsenal won the Double,
Tottenham won the shit cup,
Arsenal won the Double, etc (at Shite Fart Lane 99)

Will you ever, will you ever, will you ever win the league, will you ever win the league

There’s only one George Graham, one George Graham,
with a bag full of dosh, lying through his teeth,
Graham is a Judas and a thief (Winter Wonderland)

Ginola, oh ohh ohh ohh,
Ginola, oh ohh ohh ohh,
he is a diving cheat, he does it every week.

ARSENAL

Hello, hello, we are the Arsenal Boys, Hello, hello, we are the Arsenal Boys, And if you are a Tottenham Fan, Surrender or you die, As we all follow the Arsenal!

Oh, Arsene Wengers magic, He wears a magic hat, and when he saw the Double: He said „I’m havin‘ that“…(rpt)

Fuck ‚em all, Fuck ‚em all, Fuck United, West Ham, Liverpool. cos we are the Arsenal and we are the best, we are the Arsenal so fuck all the rest

All things bright and beautiful, all creatures great and small, Arsenal won the FA cup and Tottenham won FUCK all.

One-nil to the Arsenal, One-nil to the Arsenal, One-nil…etc.

We’ll win ‚cos we’re Arsenal, we’ll win ‚cos we’re Arsenal…etc.

We’re North bank, we’re north bank, we’re north bank Highbury…etc. (And the East stand’s reply version)

we’re Arsene Wengers red army, Arsene Wengers red army…etc.