Chelsea (a soccer song) - 02/19/19 07:14 AM
A complete one-off song, haha. I wrote this for my fellow Chelsea Football Club supporting friends. It's very different from what I'd usually do, but ... here it is, anyway, haha. The BIAB style is SKA_FUNK.STY (Ska_Funk - World Styles - Jamaic) . Hope you like it :-)
LYRICS:
Today, I'm off to Chelsea, to see the mighty Blues
To keep the blue flag flying, whether we win or lose;
I'm off to Fulham Broadway, to get to Stamford Bridge
My Blue shirt is on backwards, the beers are in the fridge
We've won and lost some lately, that much I do admit
And if we win the league, that will be quite a feat;
I walk into the ground, and quickly take my seat,
And singing loud and proudly, for Chelsea never quit
Come on you Blues, come on you Blues
Come on you Blues, come win or lose, come on you Blues .
Come on you Blues, come on you Blues,
Come on you Blues, come win or lose, come on you Blues.
The match is getting dour, not living to the hype;
The ref is quite a banker, and not the merchant type
The crowd is getting restless, but me, I keep my cool
For Chelsea is the best team out there in royal blue.
We play football with swagger, for CFC is style,
We'll win this match at last, though it may take a while;
And as the ball at last hits the back end of the net,
I grin and sing as loud as my lungs will permit:
CHORUS
The match has finished now, and I'm off to the pub,
To talk to my old mates that I know from good old Chelsea Chat;
We analyse the game and argue amongst ourselves
As to which one's the best of all our fine young players
And, finally, at last, we all break into song
To celebrate our team that we have loved so long,
The players and the gaffer may be here for a time
But CFC is style and style never dies:
CHORUS
LYRICS:
Today, I'm off to Chelsea, to see the mighty Blues
To keep the blue flag flying, whether we win or lose;
I'm off to Fulham Broadway, to get to Stamford Bridge
My Blue shirt is on backwards, the beers are in the fridge
We've won and lost some lately, that much I do admit
And if we win the league, that will be quite a feat;
I walk into the ground, and quickly take my seat,
And singing loud and proudly, for Chelsea never quit
Come on you Blues, come on you Blues
Come on you Blues, come win or lose, come on you Blues .
Come on you Blues, come on you Blues,
Come on you Blues, come win or lose, come on you Blues.
The match is getting dour, not living to the hype;
The ref is quite a banker, and not the merchant type
The crowd is getting restless, but me, I keep my cool
For Chelsea is the best team out there in royal blue.
We play football with swagger, for CFC is style,
We'll win this match at last, though it may take a while;
And as the ball at last hits the back end of the net,
I grin and sing as loud as my lungs will permit:
CHORUS
The match has finished now, and I'm off to the pub,
To talk to my old mates that I know from good old Chelsea Chat;
We analyse the game and argue amongst ourselves
As to which one's the best of all our fine young players
And, finally, at last, we all break into song
To celebrate our team that we have loved so long,
The players and the gaffer may be here for a time
But CFC is style and style never dies:
CHORUS
