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Post by yattongas on Mar 10, 2016 22:20:05 GMT
Put your left leg in Your right leg out In out in out and shake it all about You do the Hokey Koki and you turn around Oh the Hokey Koki whilst rushing in and kicking the sh** out of each other. Ha ha love it , almost forgot this one. as a young lad sat on the wall at the back of the north enclosure I used to watch in awe at the Tote end as a big circle opened up and then they'd all charge inwards and mayhem !
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Post by midlandgas213 on Mar 10, 2016 22:34:12 GMT
I'm a knocked kneed chicken I'm a bow legged hen I ain't bin so happy since I don't know when You walk with a wiggle and a wiggle and a wren Doing the tote end boot walk We are the tote end boot boys
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Post by Okebournegas on Mar 10, 2016 22:37:27 GMT
That's how I remember it. "My old man" rings a bell, anyone fill in the rest of the words for me? Wather wood I'm afraid
My old man said be a city fan I said **** off you're a *** Can't remember beyond that
When the red red robin goes bob bob bobbing along shoot the bar steward shoot the bar steward
and before the sheeds made it their own
We'll knock the milk churns over and do the East End over and there's still more cider in the jar
Drink up thee cider
[br I didn't know that the sh** ripped off drink up thee cider , you learn something new every day . Was this sung at eastville ?
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Post by scoobydoogas on Mar 10, 2016 22:42:26 GMT
We are blue, we are white, we are feckin dynamite, la la la la, la la la, la la.
You're going home in a Bristol ambulance.
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Post by Antonio Fargas on Mar 10, 2016 22:42:31 GMT
Well we never had any problems with it back in the day and it was sung slowly! Have we really got to the stage where we don't even remember our own songs? OMG! Everyone knows the words, but no one can agree on what speed to sing it.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 10, 2016 22:45:41 GMT
As I was walking down Ashton Gate Singing,singing,Rovers are the champions I saw Alan Dicks hiding there,hi,ho,hi,ho I said to him whats up my friend He said the Tote Ends here again Singing,singing,Rovers are the champions Singing,singing Rovers are the best
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Post by scoobydoogas on Mar 10, 2016 22:46:46 GMT
He's only a poor little shithead His clothes are all tattered & torn His singing made me sick So I hit him with a brick And now he don't sing any more
Who's that team they call the City Who's that team that never score Oh they play in red and white And they are a load of sh**e And (insert current manager's name)'s mother is a whore
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Post by toddy1953 on Mar 10, 2016 22:53:44 GMT
We don't carry razors We don't carry lead We only carry hatchets to bury in your head We are loyal supporters fanatics everyone We all hate the Shrewsbury Town, Brighton & the Brum Oi
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Post by scoobydoogas on Mar 10, 2016 22:55:24 GMT
I'm a knocked kneed chicken I'm a bow legged hen I ain't bin so happy since I don't know when You walk with a wiggle and a wiggle and a wren Doing the tote end boot walk We are the tote end boot boys
Interesting, cos when I was on the tote I knew the words as
I'm a bow legged chicken I'm a knock kneed hen I ain't been so happy since I don't know when I walk with a wiggle, and I wiggle when I walk Doing the tote end boot walk na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na Doing the tote end boot walk
I may be a fussy git (and I guess it's possible that my words are wrong) but it gets my goat when people sing the 4th line wrong all the time.
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Post by kentgas on Mar 10, 2016 23:00:14 GMT
I'm a knocked kneed chicken I'm a bow legged hen I ain't bin so happy since I don't know when You walk with a wiggle and a wiggle and a wren Doing the tote end boot walk We are the tote end boot boys
Interesting, cos when I was on the tote I knew the words as
I'm a bow legged chicken I'm a knock kneed hen I ain't been so happy since I don't know when I walk with a wiggle, and I wiggle when I walk Doing the tote end boot walk na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na Doing the tote end boot walk
I may be a fussy git (and I guess it's possible that my words are wrong) but it gets my goat when people sing the 4th line wrong all the time.
with you on this Scooby - that's how I remember it.
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Post by Gastroenteritis on Mar 10, 2016 23:01:42 GMT
[insert name] is such a horses penis [insert name] is a horses ass,
Or something like that anyways
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Post by scoobydoogas on Mar 10, 2016 23:21:16 GMT
[insert name] is such a horses penis [insert name] is a horses ass, Or something like that anyways
Are you thinking of
Number 9, number 9, number 9 is a horse's ass He's the meanest He sucks a horse's penis Number 9 is a horse's ass
He looks like a horse's ass He smells like a horse's ass He is a horse's ass
Substitute 9 for the number on the player's shirt
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Post by ashleyhill on Mar 10, 2016 23:35:31 GMT
I was talking to a workmate of the "other lot" about singing I was born under the tote end bar" and he answered drily "probably conceived there as well ".
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Post by gasheadbatesy on Mar 10, 2016 23:58:17 GMT
All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small. Rovers won the championship, And city done f**k all.
One of the first songs I remember from twerton days.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2016 0:05:47 GMT
We had joy,we had fun We had city on the run But the fun didn't last Because the b..tards ran to fast.
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Post by gheadray on Mar 11, 2016 0:18:37 GMT
Ashleyhill get back to the other side of the river ! UTG
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Post by lpgas on Mar 11, 2016 0:43:53 GMT
I hear the sound of hooligans Over there, over there and do they smell like Dam hell Over there Over there
To the tune of I hear the sound of distant drums, by Jim Reeves, one of my parents favourite singers
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Post by lpgas on Mar 11, 2016 0:47:09 GMT
He's only a poor little shithead His clothes are all tattered & torn His singing made me sick So I hit him with a brick And now he don't sing any more Who's that team they call the City Who's that team that never score Oh they play in red and white And they are a load of sh**e And (insert current manager's name)'s mother is a wh**e Two of my favs!!
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Post by lpgas on Mar 11, 2016 0:48:16 GMT
We had joy,we had fun We had city on the run But the fun didn't last Because the b..tards ran to fast. To the tune of seasons in the sun I believe
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Post by lpgas on Mar 11, 2016 0:48:56 GMT
In the net; In the net;
every time we had a corner
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