New song for Foden

[Cheadle_hulmeBlue]

Didn't that start at England matches?

Nope. It was started by city fans last season. There’s videos of us singing it somewhere..

 

[Mad Eyed Screamer]

just say the word
just say the word
feel feel foden
oh oh oh
feel feel foden
feel feel foden

We Mods are currently debating in the Mod forum whether the ban should be 5 days or permanent

 

[NZBlue]

We Mods are currently debating in the Mod forum whether the ban should be 5 days or permanent

I suggest 5 days for the crap new song, but permanent for putting Phil Collins on here

 

[Brightwell Bros.]

Campaign for this banger to really take off this season.

 

[cityutopia]

It's back and it should be sung loud. He thrives off being loved and he's one of our own.

I've heard after Ipswich away last season he wasn't happy the fans were singing Oscar Bobb straight after Phil scoring.

Sing it loud. YOU CAN'T START A FIRE.

 

[Cheadle_hulmeBlue]

Scored a winner in the dying moments of the game and we still don’t have a chant for him!

How on earth do we not have anything for one of our own? Even stones got sung about more coming off the bench

 

[Mike_F]

Scored a winner in the dying moments of the game and we still don’t have a chant for him!

How on earth do we not have anything for one of our own? Even stones got sung about more coming off the bench

It's bizarre.

 

[.db.]

Scored a winner in the dying moments of the game and we still don’t have a chant for him!

How on earth do we not have anything for one of our own? Even stones got sung about more coming off the bench

Weird behaviour isn’t it?

We have got a chant for him, a good one, and nobody sings it.

 

[Cheadle_hulmeBlue]

Weird behaviour isn’t it?

We have got a chant for him, a good one, and nobody sings it.

It makes no sense. It’s a great chant as well.

One of the most successful players we’ve ever had, a local lad and one of our best players and we sing nothing about him!

 

[warpig]

It's bizarre.

Haaland doesn’t have anything of note. Silva never did. De Bruyne also. maybe the tourists can get something going for our future players

 

[citeh94]

Haaland doesn’t have anything of note. Silva never did. De Bruyne also. maybe the tourists can get something going for our future players

Well we did have one for De Bruyne, Silva’s one: David Silva ole, ole ole.
Haaland needs one, I liked the “You can’t stop Erling Haaland” to the tune of “Stop Crying Your heart out”

 

[Mad Eyed Screamer]

One Phil Foden
There’s only one Phil Foden
One Philllll Fooooden
There’s only one Phil Foden

Easy!

 

[Kinkybyname]

Run for the shadows, run for the shadows
Run for the shadows in these Foden years
I'll stick with you Walter for a thousand years
Nothing's gonna touch us in these Foden years

 

[Bucko]

Watching the darts so adapted Chase the Sun - Planet Funk (Oi Oi Oi!)


du du du du du
Du du du du du du
Du du du du du
PHIL - FO - DEN

Seems the most obvious chant to easily take off around the ground.

 

[Citizen of Legoland]

Seems the most obvious chant to easily take off around the ground.

It’s not bad but are you going to wait another four years to push your nomination?

 

[Cobwebcat]

Watching the darts so adapted Chase the Sun - Planet Funk (Oi Oi Oi!)


He's flying away
Running down the wing
He's second to none

PHIL - FO - DEN

He spins them around
He's one of a kind
Scores at every ground

PHIL - FO - DEN


Or just go with ..
du du du du du
Du du du du du du
Du du du du du
PHIL - FO - DEN

Chorus might catch on

 

[Lowtower]

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Lads, just do mine

Its also interchangeable for the rest of the boys too.

Abdukodir ,Abdukodir ,Abdukodir ,Abdukodir ,Abdukodir ,Abdukodir ,Abdukodir ,Abdukodir

All we need is a drum, they seem popular on here....

 

[Backy]

This one i just came up with ,might need a few tweaks,To the tune of Oasis, don't look back in anger:
And soooo city boys sing
You know he's our king
As he tears you apart
He's too fukin good
And don't you doubt Phil Foden
He'll score today

 

[Kinkladze's crazy skills]

To the tune of Blue Oyster Cult's - Don't Fear The Reaper.
(It's Foden instead don't fear)...

-
Come on Phil (Foden the reaper)
Swiftly takes the ball (Foden the reaper)
He'll be able to glide (Foden the reaper)
And he scores again

Na na na na na
Na na na na na


(Na's instead of La's we aren't Scouse)
-

Then from here...

-
Many goals have come before, he's gone and scored again
Foden and City...
Together for eternity, Foden and City
More love every game (like Romeo and Juliet)
Cheer on his every goal (redefining happiness)
City till he dies (sky blue forever)
-


Come on Phil (Foden the reaper)
Swiftly takes the ball (Foden the reaper)
He'll be able to glide (Foden the reaper)
And he scores again

Na na na na na
Na na na na na