Silent Night
Silent night, Sisu are tight.
Tango man, oh so bright.
Sits with Thorn on the bench against Hull.
Won't make a statement, he only talks bull.
Do one and leave us in peace, do one and leave us in peace.
There Isn't Any Room
Rat-a-tat-tat, rat-a-tat-tat.
No, no, no.
There isn't any cash,
Thorn you can't sign him.
There isn't any cash for players.
The fans may be mad,
And my tan may be fake,
And we might just kill this club if we keep hold of the Sky Blues.
But we won't be going soon,
We won't be going soon,
We won't be going till we've ruined you.
Rat-a-tat-tat, rat-a-tat-tat,
Yes, yes, yes,
Ok we get your point,
And we'll sell the club,
We see that we're no good for the Sky Blues.
You might find someone rich,
And you might find someone smart,
Let's be fair even blondes know more about the game than we do.
So we'll sell you pretty soon,
We'll sell you pretty soon,
We'll sell you pretty soon we're sorry.
to the tune of when santa got stuck up the chimney
when sisu got stuck at the city
they began to shout
you city fans won't get any goals
if hoff wont buy us out,
were shit at the back
midfield is crap
and goals are a problem too.
whos to blame at the ricoh
sisu sisu sisu
Away in a city, no money for coventry,
our little poor thorn no fund's to spend'
the dick's in the club laugh and dont care
the little poor thorn left in dispear.
the skyblue's are falling as hoofman awakes
but liitle poor thorn no wining he make's
i lovve thee oo thorny.look down from the crap hole
and save us from ogwe.
'I'll have a Sky Blue Christmas without SISU....' 'I'll have a Sky Blue Christmas just thinking of shitting on SISU' 'You'll be doing allright when you fuck off out of our sight'