So far I have picked up "Lets all do a Bluey", "Three in a Row, Having a laugh" and the random "Head is on Fire" song that nobody knows the words to. And instead of that's why were champions I heard on another forum "We're Treble Champions"

3 is the magic number?

Delaney's donkey

Back2back2back champions... back2back2back champions?

3 years in a row,
3 years in a row,
against the scousers,
3 years in a row.

Were Leeds Rhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinos
Were Leeds Rhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinos.

Here's the lyrics to Delaney's Donkey if any of the wordsmith's fancy having a crack



Now Delaney had a donkey that everyone admired, tempo'rily lazy and permanently
tired
A leg at ev'ry corner balancing his head, and a tail to let you know which end h
e wanted to be fed
Riley slyly said "We've underrated it, why not train it?" then he took a rag
They rubbed it, scrubbed it, they oiled and embrocated it, got it to the post an
d when the starter dropped his flag

There was Riley pushing it, shoving it, shushing it
Hogan, Logan and ev'ryone in town lined up attacking it and shoving it and smack
ing it
They might as well have tried to push the Town Hall down
The donkey was eyeing them, openly defying them
Winking, blinking and twisting out of place
Riley reversing it, ev'rybody cursing it
The day Delaney's donkey ran the halfmile race

The muscles of the mighty never known to flinch, they couldn't budge the donkey
a quarter of an inch
Delaney lay exhausted, hanging round its throat with a grip just like a Scotchma
n on a five pound note
Starter, Carter, he lined up with the rest of 'em. When it saw them, it was will
ing then
It raced up, braced up, ready for the best of 'em. They started off to cheer it
but it changed its mind again

There was Riley pushing it, shoving it and shushing it
Hogan, Logan and Mary Ann Macgraw, she started poking it, grabbing it and chokin
g it
It kicked her in the bustle and it laughed "Hee - Haw!"
The whigs, the conservatives, radical superlatives
Libr'rals and tories, they hurried to the place
Stood there in unity, helping the community
The day Delaney's donkey ran the halfmile race

The crowd began to cheer it. Then Rafferty, the judge he came to assist them, bu
t still it wouldn't budge
The jockey who was riding, little John MacGee, was so thoroughly disgusted that
he went to have his tea
Hagan, Fagan was students of psychology, swore they'd shift it with some dynamit
e
They bought it, brought it, then without apology the donkey gave a sneeze and bl
ew the darn stuff out of sight

There was Riley pushing it, shoving it and shushing it
Hogan, Logan and all the bally crew, P'lice, and auxil'ary, the Garrison Artille
ry
The Second Enniskillen's and the Life Guards too
They seized it and harried it, they picked it up and carried it
Cheered it, steered it to the winning place
Then the Bookies drew aside, they all commited suicide
Well, the day Delaney's donkey won the halfmile race

No

And it burns burns burns, three gold rings of grand final, three gold rings of grand final

Bluey Bluey to the tune of Louie Louie


rl.rl

Sean Long
Sean Long
Seany Seany Long
He moved to FC in his RV
Seany Seany Long

Maybe slightly American I know but it's the best I can do.

It'll never work..........

'Grand Final bitches, you're just our Grand Final bitches....'


For when we play our Grand Final bitches.

I like that