There should be no reason why the old favourites don’t get going every game,
oh when the blues, go marching in….
we are city, we are city, super city from Maine Road,
we love you city we do, we love you city we do, we love you city we do, oh city we love you,
we’ll drink a drink a drink to Colin the king the king the king, he’s the saviour of man city,
come on city, come on city
attack, attack, attack, attack, attack
i’m city till i die, I’m city till I die, I know I am, I’m sure I am, I’m city till I die
You are my city, my only city, you make me happy when skies are grey……
blue moon
etc etc
mix them with some of the newer ones and bobs your uncle, atmosphere.
In any case, I’ll keep singing for the boys, week in, week out and I never have, and never would boo our boys. We’re family, we don’t do that.