We are just one of those teams, That you see now and then; We often score six, But we seldom score ten, "We beat 'em at home, And we beat and we beat 'em away, We kill any b*stards, That get in our way. We are the pride of all Europe, The cock of the North, We hate the Scousers, the Cockneys of course; We are United, Without any doubt, We are the Manchester boys."