Hardcore Hooligan

There's a handy little firm at the game today Having a laugh for causing trouble on way Rucking on the terraces bundles in the street Fighting for glory in half lit streets Gonna take away my Id card But you'll never get me at Scotland Yard Saturday'

The Business Maradona Whatever you sniffed you wanted more* Now you can only score with a whore All supplied by the hand of god Out of the cup that's the way it goes Shouldn't have had a bucket of charlie up your nose All supplied by the hand of god

My team jut lost 4 - 1 feeling bad and feeling glum to the pub on a saturday night 30 minutes later and I feel alright We're the Guinness boys love your women and drink their beer The mother in law's got some front but I like a drink its a way of lif

Living on the darkside, drinking cheap cyanide Spending my money before I get paid Doing my best to make ends meet Something to eat, something to drink The backstreet filled with villinous laughter Running through life fast and faster Follow your tea

YOUR JUST A HOOLIGAN A HARDCORE HOOLIGAN YOU'RE JUST A HOOLIGAN A HARDCORE HOOLIGAN They've taken the game out of our pockets They're filling theirs up and its time to stop it Cost of the tickets has gone through the roof Hard to afford we're the liv

London town is were where from in England Grew up on the streets through anarchy time moved on football was our family its our life its every thing to me Oh oh the terrace lost its soul Oh oh money moved in Poor man working hard for the rich man work

Been banned from the Whiskey A Go Go Been banned from a club in Soho Been banned From Red Lion Square Been banned from every where No one likes us No one likes We're the Business and we don't care Your music will never last Your music is much to fast

3000 miles is a long way to go To be beaten by a dwarf in Mexico He was an aged cheat who didn't give a damn Couldn't use his head so used his hand They forgave the blind old sod And Maradona claimed it was the hand of God So out of the cup but what

Gareth Southgate stood on the spot Couldn't believe the chance he got He'd be a hero with one toe punt But sent it at the keeper oh what a cunt SOUTHGATE'S GOING HOME, HE'S GOING HOME SOUTHGATE'S GOING HOME, HE'S GOING HOME SOUTHGATE'S GOING HOME - O

Was a sunny day in a Munich stadium All the beer in Munich cant console them As Oliver hit the turf It was English footballs birth It was there biggest loss since 1931 England 5 germany1 Michael Owen is number 1 Beckenbauer and Voller thought they d