The Welsh Derby was a relegation dogfight

Down the bottom it’s so tight

A battle of epic proportion

38 miles of the M4 separate the opposition

If Cardiff had won, they’d have sucked us right in

They fed on scraps from the Liberty bin

The were coming to do the double

And our boys burst their bubble

The atmosphere was so loud

Garry Monk and the players made us proud

We out sung them, and they were out fought

A footballing lesson, being taught

Have Cardiff got the quality to stay in the division?

Pablo’s pass cut them open with clinical precision

Routledge runs in behind and puts it in the bottom right

“Swansea City, We’ll always be white ”

The players all celebrate together

We even forgot about the weather

It was lashing down with rain

Their old player issuing some pain

The captain runs & gives the manager a hug

Every Jack will wake up feeling smug

Garry Monk this is so sweet

Then the ball swings in we are up on our feet

Nathan Dyer scores with a diving header

Could the Cardiff players faces been any redder

Their faces match the colour of their shirt

In the away end, they are feeling hurt

Outclassed and outplayed

Forced to wait for the buses, they all stayed

Then Bony heads in number three

It’s rocking at the Liberty

This is better than Christmas

when I was a child ,

“Come on Wilfried Bony, score some goals for Swansea, we go wild wild wild”

Looking and laughing towards the Away stand

“Swansea City take my hand

Take my whole life to,

For I can’t help falling in love with you”

I can’t believe we’ve scored 3, but no need to fuss

Ollie Gunnar Solskaer has lost the key to Malky’s bus

As we head to the pub to celebrate

We offer Cardiff a little more bait

To that open wound we’ll add a bit of Swansea Bay salt

Your club is a joke and it’s Vincent Tans fault

Everyone singing and doing the Swim Away

Then into a jubilant and packed Railway

Theres not a lot of room to move, the atmosphere bouncing

Celebrating together a famous & comfortable win

On the big screen our saviour Garry Monk

Let’s all have a disco, and get drunk

We beat the scum 3nil ,they are going down

We love out chairman, they are run by a clown

If you went home to watch it on Match of the Day again

Or went to Wind Street, in the pouring rain

Waking up hungover, and smiling it wasn’t a dream

Thank You Garry Monk and your entire team.

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