I've got the lyrics. Sneak preview.
To the tune of Feed the world
It's gametime
There's no need to be afraid
It's gametime
We cheer for Wire and we batter Saints
And in our own HJ
We can spread a smile of joy
Let's all sing "we hate Widnes"
At gametime
But say a prayer
Pray for the Wigan ones
At gametime it's hard
But when you're having fun
There's a world outside your window
Places like Ince and Billinge
Where the only the only thing you see there is used nodders and a syringe
And the police sirens that ring there
Are the wailing sounds of doom
Well tonight thank God it's them
Instead of you
And they don't have their own ground
at gametime
They have to ask to play in Whelans ground
Where waistlines always grow
and the salary cap is broke
Do they know it's gametime at all
Feed the Wolves
Let's all laugh at Wigan Ultras
Feed the Wolves
Let's all laugh at Wigan Ultras
P.S Bit of fun my sensible Wigan friends, not the real words.