BLUE DAY The only place to be Every other Saturday Is strollin' down the Fulham Road Meet your mates and have a drink Have a moan and start to think Will there ever be a blue tomorrow? We've waited so long But we'd wait for ever Our blood is blue and We would leave you never And when we make it It'll be together, oh oh oh Chelsea Chelsea, Chelsea Chelsea We're gonna make this a Blue Day Chelsea Chelsea, Chelsea Chelsea We're gonna make this a Blue Day We've got some memories Albeit from the Seventies when Ossie & Co restored our pride Now we've got hope, and a team, suddenly it's not a dream We'll keep the Blue Flag flying high We've waited so long But we'd wait for ever Our blood is blue and We would leave you never And when we make it It'll be together, oh oh oh Chelsea Chelsea, Chelsea Chelsea We're gonna make this a Blue Day Chelsea Chelsea, Chelsea Chelsea We're gonna make this a Blue Day Now even Heaven Is Blue today, you should Hear the Chelsea roar Hear the Chelsea roar Chelsea Chelsea, Chelsea Chelsea We're gonna make this a Blue Day Chelsea Chelsea, Chelsea Chelsea We're gonna make this a Blue Day Chelsea Chelsea, Chelsea Chelsea We're gonna make this a Blueeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee Day! Cos Chelsea Chelsea, Chelsea is the way... -------------------------------------------------------------------- Blue Tomorrow No matter how long we've had to wait It's all been worth it Unwrapping our dreams from cellophane now we all deserve it It's hard to believe that only yesterday we were Worried about Stamford Bridge and the future But he believed that things could change Oooo.. Now the blue tomorrow, gets closer each day We will follow the Chelsea 'til our dying day Just look over your shoulder see the army dressed in blue We'll go where you go [Oi!] And fight every fight [Oi!] with you Chelsea, Chelsea Chelsea, Chelsea Chelsea, Chelsea So many years with so much stress But we didn't mind it Now we live on the edge of great success And we quite like it You gotta believe that we are proud of what you've done And no matter what [WHAT!] We're gonna be the Champions! And we'll be there, as we are now... Oooo.... 'Cause the blue tomorrow, gets closer each day We will follow the Chelsea 'til our dying day Just look over your shoulder see the army dressed in blue We'll go where you go [Oi!] And fight every fight [Oi!] with you Chelsea, Chelsea Chelsea, Chelsea There'll be blue hotels and bars When there's football life on Mars We're gonna rule the Universe Cos we're Chelsea Chelsea Chelsea CHELSEA! Let's sing blue is the colour, And give Wembley it's last blue day.. -------------------------------------------------------------------- No one can stop us now Chelsea, Chelsea, no one can stop us now [CHORUS] Chelsea, boys in Blue, Chelsea Chelsea we love you, Chelsea our love is true, No one can stop us now, Chelsea we're the team Chelsea Chelsea we're the cream Chelsea we're supreme No one can stop us now The boys are back in town And we are Wembley bound An army dressed in Blue, We're gonna win for you And when we score the goals We're gonna rock and roll We've come a long long way, And we are here to stay Everybody sing [CHORUS] We simply are the best We're gonna beat the rest Together we are one, Look at what we've done The road was long and tough But we are strong enough Enough to see it through And make our dreams come true Everybody sing [CHORUS] Stamford Bridge to Wembley Step by step in harmony, Have a drink; it's party time, Chelsea Chelsea you are mine Chelsea, Chelsea, no one can stop us now! -------------------------------------------------------------------- Pride of London We're afraid of no-one 'cos we're better than them all Arsenal West Ham Palace Tottenham and Millwall Take a trip to SW6 and surely you'll agree We're called the Pride Of London 'cos the Chelsea are supreme Spurs came to the Bridge one day they thought they'd done their stuff Chelsea proved to everyone that they weren't good enough They went two up in a minute but they missed a penalty Chelsea held their heads up high and won the game 4-3 We're the boys in Royal Blue we're called the Pride Of London We'll always stand for Chelsea until the day is done We wear the Blue with honour keep the Blue Flag flying high We'll always follow Chelsea that's why we're London's pride When I was a little boy I wanted nothing else One day my daddy took me to The Bridge to see the Chels We stood there in The Shed that day my father by my side When I called out come on the Blues his heart was filled with pride Now I have a son myself at Stamford Bridge he'll be There to cheer the Chelsea on to victory He'll wear the famous colours of the Chelsea Royal Blue And live to follow Chelsea on to victory anew We're the boys in Royal Blue we're called the Pride Of London We'll always stand for Chelsea until the day is done We wear the Blue with honour keep the Blue Flag flying high We'll always follow Chelsea that's why we're London's pride We keep the Blue Flag flying when we take a trip up north Old Trafford Hillsborough Goodison Anfield of course Elland Rd St James Park and at The Riverside Chelsea will be singing keep the Blue Flag flying high If you come down to watch the Blues get on the district line Turn left at Fulham Broadway Stamford Bridge you'll find All the Chelsea will be there to cheer the victory We'll keep the Blue Flag flying from the Bridge to Wembley The Fulham Rd Supporters are the finest in the land We always sing the loudest and for Chelsea we will stand Anywhere the team turns out then we will follow on There to follow Chelsea until victory is won We're the boys in Royal Blue we're called the Pride Of London We'll always stand for Chelsea until the day is done We wear the Blue with honour keep the Blue Flag flying high We'll always follow Chelsea that's why we're London's pride The boys in Royal Blue we're called the Pride Of London We'll always stand for Chelsea until the day is done We wear the Blue with honour keep the Blue Flag flying high We'll always follow Chelsea that's why we're London's pride -------------------------------------------------------------------- Chelsea, Chelsea Chelsea, Chelsea You know I love you Chelsea, Chelsea I'm thinking of you You've got something For makes me wonder follow you. When I see ya I feel emotions So much deeper than the ocean Chelsea, Chelsea You looking good all dressed in blue Everyone talks about you I knew it from the start You would get through To everybody's heart Chelsea, Chelsea The birds are singing here in London The bells are ringing Chelsea, Chelsea It's you and only you for me -------------------------------------------------------------------- Carlo Ancelotti Without the league, We've gone too long, Until one man, he came along When his brow goes up high, Just above his left eye ANCELOTTI He makes a Frank Lampard Score, Even more than before ANCELOTTI Fans all sing 'Carlo is the King' 'Carlo is the King' And they love ANCELOTTI Home or Away, We will always play, Beautiful they say, Thanks to our ANCELOTTI How's Malouda's new haircut crafted it with such care? ANCELOTTI When we score seven times, Without even trying Its CARLO Other fans they are glum, Because we came and won Everything now Scuzza me, But you see, Easily win the league with ANCELOTTI When his brow goes up high, just above his left eye ANCELOTTI When he shouts crazily, COME ON CHELSEA! ANCELOTTI Drogba scores 29, The team playing sublime ANCELOTTI When he walks in a room, all the ladies they swoon ANCELOTTI When he raises his eye and nobody knows why ANCELOTTI All the lads from JT right through to Peter C LOVE CARLO And with Butch by his side, We will go forth with pride Altogether I think we all agree, plain to see, that we love ANCELOTTI x3 -------------------------------------------------------------------- Chelsea Through and through Chelsea we love you, through and through. We love you Chelsea, yes we do! Wining, wining! Wining, wining! Chelsea, Chelsea! Yes, we’ll support The Blues, through and through. Gimmie a C, Chelsea! Gimmie a C, Chelsea! Gimmie a C, Chelsea! Chelsea! Chelsea! Chelsea we love you, through and through. We love you Chelsea, yes we do! The true blue crowd are in the Shed As loyal fan they're miles ahead Rain or shine we'll pay our dues And we'll support the blues, through and through Gimmie a C, Chelsea! Gimmie a C, Chelsea! Gimmie a C, Chelsea! Chelsea! Chelsea! Chelsea we love you, through and through. We love you Chelsea, yes we do! Chelsea we love you, through and through. We love you Chelsea, yes we do! Chelsea we love you, through and through. We love you Chelsea, yes we do! -------------------------------------------------------------------- Alouette Ref: Alouette, Chelsea Alouette, Alouette, Chelsea Alouette, Oh she’s got a wonky eye And golden hair... Ref. Oh she's got a broken nose a broken nose, a wonky eye And golden hair... Ref. Oh she's got a hairy lip A hairy lip, a broken nose, a wonky eye And golden hair... Ref. Oh she's got a double chin a double chin, a hairy lip, a broken nose, a wonky eye And golden hair... Ref. Oh she's got a 48 a 48, a double chin, a hairy lip, a broken nose, a wonky eye And golden hair... Ref. Oh she's got a VD a VD, a 48, a double chin, a hairy lip, a broken nose, a wonky eye And golden hair... Ref. Oh she's got a hairy arse a hairy arse , a VD, a 48, a double chin, a hairy lip, a broken nose, a wonky eye And golden hair... Ref. Oh she's got a club foot a club foot, a hairy arse , a VD, a 48, a double chin, a hairy lip, a broken nose, a wonky eye And golden hair... Ref. Have you seen my wife? My wife your wife a club foot, a hairy arse , a VD, a 48, a double chin, a hairy lip, a broken nose A wonky eye And golden hair... Alouette, Chelsea Alouette, Alouette, Chelsea Alouette, -------------------------------------------------------------------- Ten Men Went To Mow We are the boys in royal blue, we're come from Stamford Bridge, And we will follow the Chelsea... One man went to mow, went to mow a meadow one man and his dog Spot! Went to mow a meadow, Two men went to mow, went to mow a meadow, Two men, one man and his dog Spot! Went to mow a meadow, Three men went to mow, went to mow a meadow, Three men, two men, one man and his dog Spot! Went to mow a meadow, Four men went to mow, went to mow a meadow, Four men, three men, two men, one man and his dog Spot! Went to mow a meadow, Carefree wherever you may be! We're the famous CFC! And we don't care wherever we may be 'Cause we're the famous CFC! Five men went to mow, went to mow a meadow, Five men, four men, three men, two men, one man and his dog Spot! Went to mow a meadow, Six men went to mow, went to mow a meadow, Six men, five men, four men, three men, two men, one man and his dog Spot! Went to mow a meadow, Seven men went to mow, went to mow a meadow, Seven men, six men, five men, four men, three men, two men, one man and his dog Spot! Went to mow a meadow, Blue is the colour, football is the game We're all together and winning is our aim, So cheer us on trough the sun and rain, 'Cause Chelsea, Chelsea in our name! Eight men went to mow, went to mow a meadow, Eight men, seven men, six men, five men, four men, three men, two men, one man and his dog Spot! Went to mow a meadow, Nine men went to mow, went to mow a meadow, Nine men, eight men, seven men, six men, five men, four men, three men, two men, one man and his dog Spot! Went to mow a meadow, Ten men went to mow, went to mow a meadow, Ten men, nine men, eight men, seven men, six men, five men, four men, three men, two men, one man and his dog Spot! Went to mow a meadow, Chelsea x4 Flying high up in the sky, we'll keep the blue flag flying high, From Stamford Bridge to Wembley, We'll keep the blue flag flying high! x3 -------------------------------------------------------------------- Fernando Torres He is a blue he was a red – Torres, Torres! He left The Kop to join The Shed – Torres, Torres! He used to go out on the rob But now he’s got a proper job Fernando Torres – Chelsea’s number 9! -------------------------------------------------------------------- Luiz song Ooooh David Luiz, you are the love of my life Ooooh David Luiz, I’d let you shag my wife Ooooh David Luiz, I want curly hair too -------------------------------------------------------------------- Gianfranco Zola Gian-fran-co Zola La, la, la, la, la la Gianfranco Zola La, la, la, la, la la Gianfranco Zola La-la-la-la-la-la -------------------------------------------------------------------- Abramovich song Abramo, Abramo, Roman Abramovich He came to the Chelsea And we are fuckin rich! -------------------------------------------------------------------- In your Liverpool slums In your Liverpool slums, You look in the dustbin for something to eat, You find a dead rat and you think it's a treat, In your Liverpool slums In your Liverpool slums, You shit on the carpet, you piss in the bath, You finger your grandma, and think its a laugh, In your Liverpool slums. In your Liverpool slums, You speak in an accent exceedingly rare, You wear a pink tracksuit and have curly hair, In your Liverpool slums. In your Liverpool slums, Your mum's on the game and your dad's in the nick, You can't get a job 'cos you're too fucking thick, In your Liverpool slums. In your Liverpool slums, You used to sing "Munich" but not anymore, Since ninety-six scousers lay dead on the floor, In your Liverpool slums. -------------------------------------------------------------------- Fuck 'Em All Fuck 'em all, Fuck 'em all, United, West Ham, Liverpool, Cos we are the Chelsea and we are the best, We are the Chelsea so fuck all the rest -------------------------------------------------------------------- Who the fuck? Who the fuck are Man United? Who the fuck are Man United? Who the fuck are Man United? When The Blues go marching on, on, on! -------------------------------------------------------------------- Oh, Manchester! Oh, Manchester. Oh, Manchester. Is full of shit. Is full of shit. Oh Manchester is full of shit! Is full of shit, shit and bullshit. Oh Manchester is full of shit! -------------------------------------------------------------------- Red's Not The Colour Chorus: Red's not the colour Handball is the game They won't last forever That's because they are so lame Don't cheer them on through the fun and pain 'Cause Arsenal, Arsenal/Liverpool, Liverpool/Man U, Man U is their name! Here at the Bridge where they always dive They just whine all the time Home or away, they don't have to play They're losers anyway! Hey! Chorus Come to the Shed where we finish you Wear your goo And see us boo Just sing this song 'till the game is done It means that we have won! Oh! Chorus (2x) -------------------------------------------------------------------- Down With The Tottenham Down with the Tottenham, You're going down with the Tottenham, Down with the Tottenham, You're going down with the Tottenham... -------------------------------------------------------------------- TROPHY SONG FER...GUS...SON, Can you hear, You're gonna win fuck all this year With a knick knack paddy whack give a dog a bone Chelsea's trophy's coming home! -------------------------------------------------------------------- Joe Cole Who's that twat from scumfield road? Who's that money grabbin whore? Joey Cole is his name and he hasn't got a brain and he won't be winnin trophies anymore! -------------------------------------------------------------------- Scouser You are a Scouser, An ugly Scouser, You're only happy, On Giro day. Your mum's out thieving, Your dad's drug-dealing, So please don't take my hubcaps away. --------------------------------------------------------------------
