Doc Brown & Verb T glad all over again

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C P F C
Doc Brown Verse
(I'm feeling) Glad All Over all over again
Got that 1990 vibe like Pardew's blonde highlights
The incredible red ‘n' blue on the march bro
Play you off the park like a young Salako (woah)
Hold the backpages
It's the return of the underdog shaking up your whack favourites
Fly Vigrin and TDK
Got that old school flex you don't see these days
And this May when we're down at Wembley we ain't giving up
We want more than the Zenith Data Systems Cup
See the spirit of Wright and Bright is back son
And Andy Gray, not him, the cool black one
Got a whole new eleven repping now
We even found a way to win the Cup check it out
We'll hit you on the break when we hardly even threaten
Knocking Prem teams out, 25 percent possession
We possess a couple deadly weapons
Gonna hit ‘em with Connor Wickham and if not man
We've got Scott Dann
Yala and Zaha left and right wings
Led and Jed rocking beard's like Vikings
On the terraces the real superstars
Don't lie bruv yours don't sing like ours
Nah you're feeble like your mouth keeps getting dry
We're the Eagles out of South East 25
You can hear the red ‘n' blue roar when we play
From the Holmesdale Road up to Wembley Way
Fair play to your fans but they just ain't us
We've got one big hand on the FA Cup
C P F C
Glad all over all over again
C P F C
Glad all over all over again
Verb T Verse
It started back when I saw Steve Coppell's team play
Final was a classic, we lost in the replay
26 years later putting demons to rest
Or should I say Red Devils
In between your defence it gets settled
They've got one chance I can see
If Giggs puts his boots on and jumps in a time machine
Eagles for the Cup, I said nothing wrong
Ask Leicester, it's the year of the underdog
Alan Pardew and Keith Millen will guide us to
Deliver well like a corner from Cabaye bruv
Passion like Puncheon your team ain't like us
What player have you got that score and then cry huh?
Red ‘n' blue in the stands nah we don't play
We make away games sound like it's our home game
Two wingers light ‘em up with a burst of speed
And get Wembley rocking like Freddy Mercury
Did in 86, can't forget Souare
Making moves from left back the pace is quick
And from a set piece we're lethal
Got your goalkeeper flapping like Pete the Eagle
Dwight Gayle's on the bench it we need to beat you with a late one
I count down ‘til the day comes
Peace to your fans but they just ain't us
We've got one big hand on the FA Cup
You can hear the red ‘n' blue roar when we play
From the Holmesdale Road up to Wembley Way
Fair play to your fans but they just ain't us
We've got one big hand on the FA Cup
C P F C
Glad all over all over again
C P F C
Glad all over all over again

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