New song for Foden

Crowded house weather with you.

There's a small lad made in Stockport
He plays like Iniesta when he's on the ball
He's our magic number 47
His name's Phil Foden
He's our wonderwall

Wherever he goes he always scores goals for city
Wherever he goes he always scores goals
Wherever he goes he always scores goals for City
Wherever he goes he always scores goals
 
Just heard this. Can't claim it but I think it's a belter...

Who's that local lad for City,
Plays like David Silva on the ball,
Philip Foden his name,
Winning trophies is his game,
And we'll sing this when he wins the ballon d'or

(to who's that lying on the run way)
Alvarez, Foden, Stones, Bobb.

Who's the odd one out?

Foden only one not to have a song. Bobb for God's sake!

Our junior blue and undoubted player of the season needs a chant. It is embarrassing that he doesn't. So I'm bumping this and will try to get it started at the game Sunday. Help welcomed!
 
He used to be a ball boy,
Now he plays in blue and white,
The Stockport iniesta,
Will make your team look shite.
He loves to play for City,
He loves to score the goals,
He loves to hear the blue boys roar,
His name is Phil Foden.
Ohhhhh (and repeat)
 
To the Tune Of Belter - Gerry Cinnamon

He is a belter
Different from the rest
Born In Sunny Stockport
And he is the fucking best
He is a gangster
With tramlines in his hair
When he plays
He plays with fucking flair
He is Phil Foden

He's Fucking Lightning
I'm a hundred miles high
Dishing out the thunder with his left foot from out wide
He is a dancer
And he dances in my dreams
Reminds me the premier League
Isn't as evil as it seems
He is Phil Foden



This ^
 
What tune ?
Too wordy.
Our fans don't even manage the "he gets the Blues excited..." part of the Johnny Stones song. And we'd been knocked out of the Champions League before many of our fans realised we were going to Wembley (not Istanbul again) for Bernardo's song.

We need something short but catchy.
 
Oh baby do you know what it's worth,
Phil Fodens the best on earth,
The stockport Iniesta is just what we need,
When he's lifting the Premier League
 
Heard some guy sing one on TikTok, absolutely belting.

Fodens been here since the start
Now he’s tearing defences apart
I’m finding it hard to believe
47
La La La La La
La La La La La La
47

To the tune of DJ Sammy - Heaven
 
We really do need a Song for Phil..
How about the Chorous from Nancy Sinatra's classic "Bang Bang (He Shot Me Down) used in Kill Bill (though sung by us more joyously)

Bang bang, Phil shot you down,
Bang bang, you hit the ground,
Bang bang, that wondrous sound
Bang bang, of our Sniper puttin' you down.

Apt for the Sniper I think.


(You could even have a verse about how shit we once were and how you took the piss for real devilmemt.)
 
Would love to hear the one The Sultan’s of Ping F. C. Wrote about our Phil sang loud and proud.



Lyrics of Give Him a Ball (And a Yard of Grass) by Sultans of Ping F.C.​

Give him a ball and a yard of grass
He′ll give you a move with a perfect pass
Give him a ball and a yard of space
He'll give you a move with goodly grace

He′s a nice young man, it's a lovely smile
He's a nice young man, it′s a lovely smile
He′s a nice young man, it's a lovely smile
He′s a nice young man, it's a lovely smile

Give him a ball and a yard of grass
He′ll give you a move with a perfect pass
Give him a ball and a yard of space
He'll give you a move with goodly grace
A man can′t have no greater love
Than give ninety minutes to his friends
A man can't have no greater love
Than give ninety minutes to his friends
A man can't have no greater love
Than give ninety minutes to his friends
A man can′t have no greater love
Than give ninety minutes to his friends

Give him a ball and a yard of grass
He′ll give you a move with a perfect pass
Give him a ball and a yard of space
He'll give you a move with goodly grace
If God meant game to be played up
There he would′ve put goal posts in the air
If God meant game to be played up
There he would've put goal posts in the air
If God meant game to be played up
High he would′ve built pitches in the sky
If God meant game to be played up high
He would've built pitches in the sky (die!)

A man can′t have no greater love
Than give ninety minutes to his friends
A man can't have no greater love
Than give ninety minutes to his friends
A man can't have no greater love
Than give ninety minutes to his friends
A man can′t have no greater love
Than give ninety minutes to his friends

Writer(s): Niall O'flaherty, Paddy O'connell
 

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