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The price of this "gift" is that I can't listen to Don't Speak by No Doubt without it crossing over with the Cas commentry clip in my head. CARN'T SPAAKE,

Guy Branston is the answer! [verse 3] Guy Branston told me if you're not 6 foot 3 You're not gonna play much, kid But if your full backs invert and you'll fight for the shirt Fans will talk like you're off to Madrid

Another one Moronic - by A-Lee Morris-ette [Verse 1] Portuguese man, aged 28 Flew over to Leicester on deadline day Passed medical, agreed on his pay Then faxed paperwork, 14 seconds too late [Pre-Chorus] And isn't it moronic? Don't you think? [Chorus] It's a drawn game against Sheffield Wednesday It's a free ride for players you've overpaid It's money advice that you just didn't take And who thought Perez was a winger? [Verse 2] Afraid of deductions for charges we couldn't defend We told old Gucci Belt, there's no money to spend We sold Kasper to France, kept Danny Ward around And at the end of the season, we promptly went down [Pre-Chorus] And isn't it moronic? Don't you think? [Chorus] It's a drawn game against Sheffield Wednesday It's a free ride for players you've overpaid It's money advice that you just didn't take And who thought Praet was a winger? [Bridge] Well, debt has a funny way of sneakin' up on you When you think signing Skipp's okay and that price is right And leagues has a funny way of kickin' ya out When you think everyone else is to blame and it blows up in your face [Verse 3] Offering Jack Harrison one hundred grand 2 recruitment heads who sunk Sunderland It's 3rd choice keepers, when you need some full backs It's waiting 6 extra months, to give Brendan the sack [Pre-Chorus] And isn't it moronic? Don't you think? A little too moronic And, yeah, you really should think [Chorus] It's a drawn game against Sheffield Wednesday It's a free ride for players you've overpaid It's money advice that you just didn't take And who thought Ayew was a winger? [Outro] Well, debt has a funny way of sneakin' up on you Football has a funny, funny way of kickin' you Kickin' you when your down

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Since it popped up in my Youtube recs after listening to Bob Marley, have some Eddy Grant as well League one Revenue (fka Electric Avenue) [Intro] Oi Oi [Verse 1] Now in the stands, there is silence Defence got more leak than my tap Nobody up front looks like scoring But we'll still give the lads a good clap, oh no [Chorus] We gonna drop down to League 1 revenue And debts are getting higher Oh, we gonna drop down to League 1 revenue And debts are getting higher [Verse 2] Bought no kind of striker Can't afford a transfer fee Just left with Ayew and Daka and ignored Ollie MacBurnie, good God [Chorus] We gonna drop down to League 1 revenue And debts are getting higher Oh, we gonna drop down to League 1 revenue And debts are getting higher [Interlude] Oh, no Oh, no Oh, no Oh, no Oh, Lord [Chorus] We gonna drop down to League 1 revenue And debts are getting higher Oh, we gonna drop down to League 1 revenue And debts are getting higher [Verse 3] We used to play Manchester City Now we play Wimbledon And near the Christmas Vacation The club don't pay everyone, oh no [Chorus] We gonna drop down to League 1 revenue And debts are getting higher Oh, we gonna drop down to League 1 revenue And debts are getting higher [Bridge] Ho, out the Premier League Out the Premier League Out the Championship Out into the shite [Chorus] We gonna drop down to League 1 revenue And debts are getting higher Oh, we gonna drop down to League 1 revenue And debts are getting higher [Bridge] out the Premier League Out the Premier League Out the Championship Out to Huddersfield Town [Chorus] Ho, We gonna drop down to League 1 revenue And debts are getting higher Oh, we gonna drop down to League 1 revenue (oh yeah) And debts are getting higher [Outro] Spend it all on Seagrave (All our revenue) Spent it on floodlights (All our revenue) Gave a bunch to Glover (All our revenue) Bought a load of shite (All our revenue)

This is what I've managed to put together so far, hope this is what you are after. The key to lyrics is to just drop Jordan Ayew in at every possible opportunity, as he is both shit, and his name rhymes with abolutely anything you need it to [Verse 1] All the players yes are pony Sold none of them useless shits Minutes after the kick off They look the absolute pits Transfer plans were made wrong And the price paid was almighty We battling this relegation Nonchalantly [Chorus] Will you ever win? Players are just a symptom 'Cause Top makes us have Relegation songs Relegation songs [Verse 2] Remove yourselves from financial solvency With deals that have no reason or rhyme Have no fear for Ayew's energy 'Cause he don't run for most of the time How long shall we make no profits While we follow our Chairman's plan? Jon Rudkin is just a part of it We're going right down the pan [Chorus] Will you ever win? Players are just a symptom 'Cause Top makes us have Relegation songs Relegation songs Relegation songs [Acoustic Break] [Verse 3] Remove yourselves from financial solvency With deals that have no reason or rhyme Have no fear for Ayew's energy 'Cause he don't run for most of the time How long shall we make no profits While we follow our Chairman's plan? Jon Rudkin is just a part of it We're going right down the pan [Chorus] Will you ever win? Players are just a symptom 'Cause Top makes us have Relegation songs [Outro] 'Cause Top makes us have Relegation songs This foxes fandom Longs for freedom

Some late night Bob (de Cordova Reid) Seger after all. Down Filbert Way (Originally "Turn The Page" - Bob Seger and the Silver Bullet Band) On our long and loathsome journey, everything gone wrong You can listen to the tannoy blaring out that one Kungs song You can think about the Premier League and the team we were before But your thoughts will soon be wanderin' the way they always do When you're flicking through your emails and they want you to renew They says its our next chapter, but this one ends in League Two [Chorus] Here I am Raw Dykes Road again There I am Watching us play Here we go Losing a game again Then I go Down Filbert Way [Verse 2] Well, you click upon your Sky Go app and wait for it to load And you read the club is tweeting the line up away at Loftus Road We're already One Nil down and you just want to explode Most times you can't see them trying, occasionally you can All the same old clichés, "Top's still the best Chairman" And you know we've gone up shit creek without a paddle or a plan [Chorus] Here I am Raw Dykes Road again There I am Watching us play Here we go Losing a game again Then I go Down Filbert Way [Verse 3] We once had the spotlight now it's a million miles away Every pound of money we've gone and thrown away Jon Rudkin's the one who got promote and Luke Thomas still plays Later in the evening as you lie awake in bed With that Keystone Cop defending just running through your head You check the clubs latest accounts, 70 million in the red [Chorus] Here I am Raw Dykes Road again There I am Watching us play Here we go Losing a game again Then I go Down Filbert Way Here I am Raw Dykes Road again There I am Watching us play, yeah Here We go Sellin' our stars again There We go There We go

The sausage roll song actually sounds quite a bit like Old Time Rock and Roll by Bob Seger, especially the sooth the soul part. It's really great. EDIT - just thought about writing Fleetwood Nights to the tune of Hollywood Nights, but Fleetwood are League 2, so just like Hotel Vanorama, thats another song parody we can't have due to the cruel twists of football fate. File it next to "The Roys are Back in Town again" if we'd got Hodgson as interim manager, or the Wet Leg Chaise Long / Shane Long song we could have had if big jon had cobbed an extra 10 million at Southampton for 1 more reject a few years back. EDITED AGAIN Merch has got to be a "Bag of Shit" shopping tote bag and "mug of Sick" Mug combo gift set, surely.

The original tune for Free Chang for you was this Although the new Chang version might be even catchier. Would actually make an incredible tune for a Chang advert as well

He will have to make do with a free bottle of water then.

Loved what Anonymous fox has done with Free Chang for you, sounded absolutely superb. The sausage roll song at the start was quality as well, proper country vibes.

Lasted 1:22 without conceding against the worst team in the football league. Incredible.

It's a 2 Chang kind of day When the Chang Comes Around - by Jonny no Cash "And I heard, as it were, the noise of blunders Filbert the Fox was saying, 'Come and see.' and I saw, and behold a white horse" There's a man at Seagrave buying names And lets them go for free and gets no blame Wearing a green tracksuit that looks lame There'll be a golden shower going down When the Chang comes around The hairs on your arm will stand up As you look upon our defence as it ****s up Will you clap at that video of the cup? Or realise how we've been driven into the ground When the Chang comes around Hear the Bugle, hear Matt piper One hundred Leicester accents whingin' Multitudes are leavin' with 80 minutes gone Voices Booin', voices sighin' Some are bored like paint is dryin' It's a financial oblivion And the chairman is on his horsey The vultures are all licking their lips And the chairman is on his horsey It's hard to pick a team, that has no pricks Till armageddon no man on, no man on Then the useless mugs will lose again at home The unwise man will take out another loan They'll sell a McAteer to Ipswich Town When the Chang comes around Whoever is unfit let him be unfit still Whoever is right back let him be right back still Whoever is lazy let him be lazy still Watch the sinking ship as it goes down When the Chang comes around Hear the Bugle, hear Matt piper One hundred Leicester accents whingin' Multitudes are leavin' with 80 minutes gone Voices Booin', voices sighin' Some are bored like paint is dryin' It's a financial oblivion And the chairman is on his horsey The vultures are all licking their lips And the chairman is on his horsey It's hard to pick a team, that has no pricks Agents have been paid 5 million pounds When the Chang comes around "And I heard a voice in the midst of Filbert Fox And I looked, and behold a Polo horse And his name that sat on him was Top, and debt followed with him

You only get what you give (we've got a free Chang for you) by the Ayew Radicals [Verse 1] Start the kids, what like Aluko or French? Age sixteen, then you just sit on the bench Everyone else, will get their thirst quenched Agent fees, who, when you're down, ain't your friend Every time they buy a new Mercedes-Benz Poorly run? Well then we laugh 'til we cry [Pre-Chorus] But when the club is falling You cannot score a goal (goal) You feel your teams is dying, hold on [Chorus] We've got a free Chang for you Please don't boo, We've got a free Chang for you Six games left, but we're starting Ayew Don't give up, although the moneys all gone Can't forget, we used to be in League One [Post-Chorus] Larb stick, baby Hey Top, Give it to me now! [Verse 2] Four nil down, for the forth time in a while We're flat broke, but hey, we do it in style Nick di Marco's flying in for your trial [Pre-Chorus] But when the club is falling You cannot win a game (game) Just click on BC game, stay untamed [Chorus] We've got a free Chang for you Please don't boo, We've got a free Chang for you Five games left, but we're starting Ayew Don't give up, although the moneys all gone Can't forget, we used to be in League One [Verse 3] This whole damn club could fall apart It'll be okay, just play your part Stay in your seat, and clap the lads Now wave an honesty flag [Chorus] We've got a free Chang for you Please don't boo, We've got a free Chang for you Four games left, but we're starting Ayew Don't give up, although the moneys all gone Can't forget, we used to be in League One Please renew, we got a free Chang for you Please renew [Post-Chorus] We're (we're) shit But foxes can't quit We used to be in League One We're going back to League One Don't give up Just drink a Bia Saigon [Bridge] Jordan Ayew's walking, diving KDH, big club is signing BC game are crypto mining Macquarie debts are multiplying Fashion shirts with Sausage rolls on (Don't give up) Jonny Rud, so called Guy Branston Top's okay he's in his mansion Come on down, concourse sales' on [Outro] Please don't boo One game left Don't give up Can't forget In League One

Given the title of last week's pod and Jake saying that thanks to Anonymous fox there will be several albums worth of songs - surely together they make up "Now that's what I call mug of sick 26 - club hits to get down to"

Money for Rudkin by (a club in) Dire Straits Inflated transfer feeee Now look at them dodos, that's the way you do it You lose to Norwich on the Sky TV That ain't workin', that's the way you sign 'em Money for nothin' and they leave for free Now that ain't workin', that's the way you do it Lemme tell ya, other clubs ain't dumb Maybe get a tenner for your star winger Maybe get a loan in for some bum We got to install Martyn Glovers, cut a deal to sell Ndidi We got to sign these Jordan Ayews, we got to move this Sou-mar-eee Tell Aiyawattt I won the league and the FA cup Top's my buddy and he just don't care That Aiyawatt got his own jet airplane That Aiyawatt, he's a billionaire We got to install Martyn Glovers, cut a deal to sell Ndidi We got to sign these Ryan Bertrands, we got to move this Sou-mar-eee Lukey T, look out I shoulda learned to sell a Soutar I shoulda learned to send a fax Look at that Daka, stickin' them in Austria, man... We could have some And PSR, what's that? Angry booing noises? Bang' out that Monga for a cut price fee That ain't workin', that's the way you do it Trust your money to Rudkin, get mugged off for free We got to install Martyn Glovers, cut a deal to sell Ndidi We got to sign these Wout Farces, we got to move this Sou-mar-eee Listen here Now that ain't workin' that's the way you do it You lose to Oxford on the Sky TV That ain't workin', that's the way you spend it Money for nothin' and they leave for free Money for nothin', leave for free Spend your money on nothin' and they leave for free Ooh, money for nothin', for a Sou-mar-eee Money for nothin', leave for free (money, money, money) Money for Rudkin, leave for free Spend your money on nothin', Youri leaves for free Spend your money on nothin' and Bobby Reid for free Spend your money for nothin' and Vardy leaves for free Look at that, look at that Spend your money on nothin' (inflated, inflated) Cags leaves for free (Inflated transfer fee) Money for Rudkin, Silva leaves for free (Inflated, inflated, inflated transfer fee) Spend your money for nothin' (Inflated, Inflated) Larb sticks for free (Inflated transfer fee) Spend your money on nothin' (Inflated, Inflated) Lose Nacho for free (Inflated transfer fee) Easy, easy money for Rudkin (I want my, I want my) Easy, easy Bosman free (Inflated transfer fee) Easy, easy money for Rudkin' (I want my, I want my) Slim-an-iii (Inflated transfer fee) That ain't workin' Money for Rudkin, Changs for free Money for nothing, Changs for free

Nowinagain Rhapsody Is this the real side? That bench is a tragedy? Caught in the drop zone, no escape from mediocrity Open your eyes, KP out plane in the sky you'll see Jon's just a bad cop, he need some sympathy Play offs chance? Seems remote Maybe next year, we promote Any way the wins blown doesn't really matter to KP, FC Daka, just beat his man Put a cross onto his head, pulled the trigger, in Row Z Daka, the game had just begun But now the defence will throw it all away Daka, ooh, didn't mean to be offside If Blackburn do not win their game tomorrow Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters For workrate, Ayew's come on Sets off jogging down the line, his body's aching all the time Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go Gotta leave the ground behind and catch my bus Daka, nooo (any way the money's blown) Ayew's done a dive I sometimes wish he'd never signed at all I see a Lidl Cornetto manager StevieCoops, StevieCoops, where did all the cash go? PSR Rules tightening, very, very frightening me (Nick di Marco?) Nick di Marco, (Nick di Marco), Nick di Marco make it go But I'm just a poor buy, nobody loves me He's just a poor buy from a poor agency Get him a move out of Leicester City Italian's come, offer loan, will you let me go? PSR No, we will not let you go (let him go) PSR We will not let you go (let him go) PSR We will not let you go (let me go) Book value or no go (let me go) Will not let you go (never, never, never, never let me go) No, no, no, no, no, no, no Oh, Jean Marc Bosman, Jean Marc Bosman Jean Marc Bosman, now I go The Aussie Bank has a payment put aside for me, for me, for me So you think you can play polo and chill on your boat? So you think you can change nothing and we still promote? Oh, Bobby, De Cordova Reid, Bobby Just gonna go down, just gotta get right outta here Ooh Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah Nothing really matters, anyone can see Nothing really matters Nothing really matters to KPFC

Incredible work by @Anonymous F.O.X. at both ends of the pod, if only the team had that kind of quality at the back and up front. Delighted to get some lyrics on the pod, got a bit emotional while annihilating my Aldi stonebaked pizza

Booed onto the pitch

Footage of Danny Ward playing football is actually banned under the online safety act as potentially harmful to anyone who may view it, mainly for the potential for physical harm due to hernias from laughing too much.

Was about to put together "Hotel Vanorama", then found out the conference is now sponsored by Enterprise Rent a Car instead. Inconsiderate bastards.

Some Foo Fighters "Back the lads", don't make a sound Say, have you seen the team today? Rudkin Out flag was taken down Jordan Ayew keeps his place A heavy cross shanks out Luke Thomas in defence unchanged No shots, no goals, no points Please ignore that banner plane Maybe next season We promote and it's live on sky Dear God, I've sealed my fate Minus 6 points, we relegate Long road to ruin stay in your seat Under the bright floodlights No internal review, no dead end in sight Let's lose to Ipswich town Jamaal Lascelles in no fit state Get up to leave the ground Ten minutes left go out the gates I know a bus to catch The 84 is on its way Head home without a care Before it's way too late Maybe next season We promote and it's live on sky Dear God, I've sealed my fate Minus 6 points, we relegate Long road to ruin stay in your seat Under the bright floodlights No internal review, no dead end in sight A squad of experienced disgrace Good players sold without a trace No signings brought in to replace No youth lads picked, don't start that Page Come now, I'm leaving here tonight Come now, we're 3 goals behind Is that the wages we pay? Rudkin's still here, restructure delayed Long road to ruin stay in your seat Under the bright floodlights No internal review, no dead end in sight

I am always offended by that. Leave me out of it, I didn't pick Jordan Ayew up front, it's got nothing to do with me.

Was a portent of things to come, when before the game they are doing the dresing room tunes on the tannoy, and one of the players has chosen "If I Can't" by 50 Cent. We know you can't, lads. We know.

Ghana Rock Anthem - ROFLMAO ft Jordan Ayew Ghana Rock Yeah Boo Let's go [Chorus] Jordan Ayew's in the team tonight Leicester fans gonna have a bad time (Yeah) Gary Rowett gonna lose his mind (Woo) When his striker's on the half way line (Clap) Jordan Ayew's in the team tonight (Oh) Our XG's gonna feel real light (0.03, baby) Gary Rowett gonna lose his mind (Yeah) We just wanna see you Sub that Got ball, Cross it in Looking for Jord? He's on the wing (Why?) Bob Reid shooting? Penalty spot? Booty moving weight, Ayew blocks (Boo) His energy drank? I gots to know Treacle and lard, 'cause I'm rock and roll Half-arsed, full-price, dynamo Gainin' money, while I'll stroll Yo, I'm on all the set pieces I'll warn ya They call me Mr Yoghurt cos I Muller my corners We Ghana Rock, yeah, that's my fitbit that I'm reppin' My numbers all stopped, single feet I've been steppin' (Hey) Jordan Ayew's in the team tonight Leicester fans gonna have a bad time (Yeah) Gary Rowett gonna lose his mind (Woo) When his striker's on the half way line (Clap) Jordan Ayew's in the team tonight (Oh) Our XG's gonna feel real light (0.03, baby) Gary Rowett gonna lose his mind (Yeah) We just wanna see you Sub that Every game I'm shufflin' (Gerimoff) Shufflin', shufflin' (Gerimoff) Step up last see a fat guy dive on his ass He got money, don't be mad, now stop, Runnin' is bad One more shot for us (Another miss) Got knocked out the cup (Useless sack of piss) Signed for a big fee (5 million quid) Now worth 50p (No winning bid) Back up, lie down, put your hands up to the ref Back up, lie down, put your hands up to the ref Back up, lie down, put your hands up to the ref (Boo) put your hands up to the ref, put your hands up to the ref (Just go!) Get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, get up, get up, get up (No) Get up, put your hands up to the ref, to the ref (Woo) Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up Jordan Ayew's in the team tonight Leicester fans gonna have a bad time (Yeah) Gary Rowett gonna lose his mind (Woo) When his striker's on the half way line (Clap) Oh (Put your hands up) Oh (Free kick ref!) Oh (Put your hands up) Oh (Put your hands up) Shake that Every day I'm shu-ffl-fflin' Put your, put your Put your, put your (Yeah) Put your, put your (Woo) —nds up Put your, put your Your hands up Your hands up Put your hands up