A City United by the beautiful game
¶ 1
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It’s blue and it’s red and it’s here and it’s now
It’s Whistle and blow and it’s boom and it’s Pow!
A titanic tussle for top of the rank
It’s sweat and it’s passion and totally Manc
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It’s ever-green Giggsy it’s Rooney it’s Fergy
The sexy Manchini and then Balotelli
It’s pasta v porridge Italian style
It’s govern built west Caledonian guile
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Grit and it’s go and it’s style and flair
It’s pace and it’s power it’s here and it’s there
It’s madness and money it’s massively more
The noisiest neighbours or brothers in law
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Tale of a city united by rain
Pleasure defined by the picture of pain
Up and it’s down it’s as good as you get
Roar of the crowd, back of the net
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It’s the rush and the push. It’s the grit and the grunt
It’s the curl and the cross it’s the sweep and the punt
It’s heading to kick off it’s winner takes all
It’s twenty two men and a small leather ball
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Yes it’s only football it’s only football
It’s not a matter of life or death
You try saying that in Manchester today
And see just how far you get
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