[Harry Kane] What's up, Arsene Wenger? Welcome to the Lane! Hold on tight! Cause you're gonna be blown away by the hurricane! I'll terrorize you in this North London war! Though I still struggle saying "She sells seashells... by the... seashore..."
[Arsene Wenger] You're not a wizard, Harry - in fact you're fly by night! Your fans chant "ONE OF OUR OWN"- you're red, not white! After all these years, you're still North London's 2nd team! Even Sugar can't save you from a Gunners' victory! You're fired!
[Chorus] BOYS! It's the Gunners for the title! C-O-Y-G! We're North London Boys!
South London Boys, then you upped sticks! I'll sweep aside you, Gunners! Send you crying back to Woolwich!
BOYS! DIY Army for the title! C-O-Y-S! We're North London Boys!
Get out your selfie sticks and cameras! I'm definitely going to win - I cooked his pre-rap lasagna!
[Arsene Wenger] I don't quite understand why you're shouting at me! It's not my fault it's been a decade since we last won the league! I have been shrewd with my transfer dealings so we are in a stable financial position based against the rate of inflation and I have ensured structured cash flowing assists which will enhance the future equity in Arsenal Football Club for shareholders and the surrounding community. Any questions?
[Harry Kane] I have a question for you! And like McClintock I'll be frank! Are you trying to win the league or starting your own bank? Your fans want you replaced, your board don't really care! You'll still be wheeled out of the Emirates when you're in a wheelchair!
[Chorus] BOYS! DIY Army for the title! C-O-Y-S! We're North London Boys! Pochettino Turner's simply the best!
Will you say this next year when he's wearing Man U's club crest? BOYS! It's the Gunners for the title! C-O-Y-G!
- You like little boys! - WHAT?! - I mean you like to play the youngsters! - You better watch your mouth or you'll end up like Franny Jeffers!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
