Football Poets

The Houllier Rap!

¶ 1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Well
Hi there people
You know me
I run a little club called Liverpool
I was Number One
The People’s Choice
And everybody listened to my mighty voice
My name is Geri
I’m on the mike
I’m gonna hip you to the story
It all began down in Liverpool Town and pretty soon
The word started gettin’ around
So I said Phil Thompson
I said: “Hey Thoomo why don’t we throw a little party
We had revolution
Well Kinda sorta
And before you knew it
“Hello New Order”
To all those mothers in the premiership I said
“Achtung Baby I got me a five year plan!”

¶ 2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 “Whatcha got Geri? whatcha gonna do?”
I said “How about UEFA Cup 1, League Cups 2!”

¶ 3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Heskey & Cheyrou
Igor Biscan
Smicer too

¶ 4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 We’re gonna take it to the top
I’m makin’ history
And it feels so good to me
Oooh Darlin’
Please don’t ever stop

¶ 5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Dont be stupid
Be a smarty
Come and join the Anfield Party
Like Humpty Dumpty offa that wall!
All those little clubs began to fall
United
Arsenal
Levski
Bolton
The team was rockin’ and the points were rollin’

¶ 6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 We were swingin’ along with a song in our hearts
And “Liverpool Uber Alles” was making the charts!

¶ 7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 “I’m the Fuhrer of Melwood know what I mean
But you’ll get the boot if I hear MARTIN O’NEILL!”

¶ 8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 We gotta thang called Patience goin’ on
And you know i love my squad rotation
It’s MY WAY or you’re through
It’s called the Scousers Boogaloo!

¶ 9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 I was gettin’ what i wanted
But it wasn’t enough
So I called the boys
I said “BOYS GET DUFF!”

¶ 10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 Now I surrounded myself with some unusual cats
There was L’il Sammy Lee he’s sorta round not fat!
And let’s not forget ole Corrigan and Yeats
We were swingin’ along through the old Shankly Gates

¶ 11 Leave a comment on verse 11 0 Say “Houll- Houll- siegety Houll
We’re gonna whip it on the Redmen Napoleonic Rule
Heskey & Cheyrou
Igor Biscan
Smicer too

¶ 12 Leave a comment on verse 12 0 We gonna make it to the top, I am your destiny
Old Moses cried “Come Forth”
But with me you’ll all come 6th!

¶ 13 Leave a comment on verse 13 0 This thing was meant to be
Why dont we do it til the drop
Say your boots aint black and shirt aint red?
Well get back Jack
We’re goin’ down!
Do it Geri! Do it!
I drank wine from the vine with the finest ladies
And I got Cisse in the boot of my mercedes!

¶ 14 Leave a comment on verse 14 0 I was on a roll I couldn’t lose
Then came D-DAY
The rise of the Blues
The Arse and the Mancs doin’ us again
Those guys were the pits
And I’m goin’ insane
People all around started swallowin’ pills
No more interviews talk to Phil!
Melwood was crumblin’
We was under the gun
Time to look out for number one
So I grabbed a blonde and a case of beer
Say The Pompey are comin’
Lets get out of here!

¶ 15 Leave a comment on verse 15 0 Heskey & Cheyrou
Igor Biscan
Smicer too

¶ 16 Leave a comment on verse 16 0 We had to take it to the top
Millenium Park I sure made history
And it felt so good to me
Oh Schatze

¶ 17 Leave a comment on verse 17 0 Please dont ever stop

¶ 18 Leave a comment on verse 18 0 “Au Revoir
Good to’ve seen ya
I’ve got a one way ticket to Argentina
Champions League yeah right La Liga
Serie A or PSG
Bundesliga Sunday League
I’m cute I’m cuddly I’m really friendly
Accrington Stanley they dont want me!”

¶ 19 Leave a comment on verse 19 0 Hesky & Cheyrou
Igor Biscan
Smicer too

¶ 20 Leave a comment on verse 20 0 We had to take it to the top
Millenium Park I sure made history
And it felt so good to me
Oh Schatze

¶ 21 Leave a comment on verse 21 0 Why dont we do it til the drop
We have ways of making you play…
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