When the Samba rhythm starts to playSounded great yesterday and think if it catches on around the stadium it could sound awesome. Very very catchy
what are the lyrics to the chant and I couldn’t quite get to graps with them in block 22
most of the songs are cringeIts a bit cringe tbf.
Half the song isn't even about him. Think of the good ones. Gyokeres, Hamer, O'Hare, even Tats. The whole song is about them. We don't sing a verse of She's Electric, before we go into He's Brazilian.most of the songs are cringe
That's definitely a goerLads I’ve got one for Rudoni
Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality
Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me
Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh, didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time
Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooh (any way the wind blows)
I don't wanna die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me
(Galileo) Galileo, (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo Figaro, magnifico
But I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
No, we will not let you go (let him go)
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
We will not let you go (let him go)
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
We will not let you go (let me go)
Will not let you go (let me go)
Will not let you go (never, never, never, never let me go)
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh, mamma mia, mamma mia
Mamma mia, let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?
So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here
Ooh
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
Nothing really matters, anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters Rudoni
Uh Huh Huh Thank you very much!most of the songs are cringe
He comes from Chester, he hates the Leicester.Happy to just have new chants for the new lads. Key to getting the atmosphere back and a connection with the players and supporters.
Bobby Thomas one is class although I thought it was the same words as the faz old one
Lads I’ve got one for Rudoni
Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality
Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me
Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh, didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time
Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooh (any way the wind blows)
I don't wanna die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me
(Galileo) Galileo, (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo Figaro, magnifico
But I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
No, we will not let you go (let him go)
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
We will not let you go (let him go)
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
We will not let you go (let me go)
Will not let you go (let me go)
Will not let you go (never, never, never, never let me go)
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh, mamma mia, mamma mia
Mamma mia, let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?
So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here
Ooh
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
Nothing really matters, anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters Rudoni
Lads I’ve got one for Rudoni
Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality
Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me
Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh, didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time
Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooh (any way the wind blows)
I don't wanna die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me
(Galileo) Galileo, (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo Figaro, magnifico
But I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
No, we will not let you go (let him go)
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
We will not let you go (let him go)
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
We will not let you go (let me go)
Will not let you go (let me go)
Will not let you go (never, never, never, never let me go)
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh, mamma mia, mamma mia
Mamma mia, let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?
So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here
Ooh
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
Nothing really matters, anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters Rudoni
The song police strike againIts a bit cringe
The song police strike again
Sounded great yesterday , got louder once everyone got the words
Samba you deaf twatQuestion for the troops.
Is it definitely Samba rhythm?
I have seen elsewhere Marimba rhythm - which doesn't scan as well, but wanted to clarify.
Let’s all sit there in silence!!Its a bit cringe tbf.
So why are we singing SambaSamba you deaf twat
I think the actual song is marimba though
It has been a crap season so far. The crowd needed CPR. I thought it was great hearing people actually enjoying the last 20 minutes of the game for a change.Let’s all sit there in silence!!
To some every song is cringe or crapIt has been a crap season so far. The crowd needed CPR. I thought it was great hearing people actually enjoying the last 20 minutes of the game for a change.
That doesn't even rhymeTo some every song is cringe or crap
Must be awful being so miserable all the time
Moderators - please ban for personal abuseSamba you deaf twat
I think the actual song is marimba though
Get your other half up the CBS might keep the anti song brigade a bit less miserableModerators - please ban for personal abuse. Actually, mate, had to miss the game to watch my better half sing in a choir .Norwich is next away game, so catch you there (if not over the holiday period)
Edit: you up for Teignmouth (Sat May 31st - week after the bank holiday)?
Fuckin hell mate, that would take till half time!Lads I’ve got one for Rudoni
Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality
Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me
Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh, didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time
Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooh (any way the wind blows)
I don't wanna die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me
(Galileo) Galileo, (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo Figaro, magnifico
But I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
No, we will not let you go (let him go)
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
We will not let you go (let him go)
بِسْمِ ٱللَّٰهِ
We will not let you go (let me go)
Will not let you go (let me go)
Will not let you go (never, never, never, never let me go)
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh, mamma mia, mamma mia
Mamma mia, let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?
So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here
Ooh
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
Nothing really matters, anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters Rudoni
It is marimba rhythm in the song.Question for the troops.
Is it definitely Samba rhythm?
I have seen elsewhere Marimba rhythm - which doesn't scan as well, but wanted to clarify.
Sorry to hear about your knee mate. See you at Norwich, if not before. Watched them against Burnley earlier - they played some decent football. Hopefully they sell Sainz in the window!Get your other half up the CBS might keep the anti song brigade a bit less miserable
Yes might see you at Norwich, I like it down there , a good away day if you discount the game
Teignmouth walking footy again, I can't mate my knee is fkd can't even walk quick nowadays , arthritis apparently
Norwich is next away game, so catch you there (if not over the holiday period)
Edit: you up for Teignmouth (Sat May 31st - week after the bank holiday)?
You boys heard of whatsapp?Teignmouth walking footy again, I can't mate my knee is fkd can't even walk quick nowadays , arthritis apparently
There are some people that would only be satisfied with everyone else sat down silent until we score, even then the response should be a gentle round of applause akin to a couple of runs down to short leg!Don't think we have one song that is universally liked. I've seen people moan about Twist and Shout, Take me home and In our Coventry homes recently.
There are some people that would only be satisfied with everyone else sat down silent until we score, even then the response should be a gentle round of applause akin to a couple of runs down to short leg!
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