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Big hit this shit up! (hahahaha)
August tenth, the date is set in stone Two rivals clash,
but this is Plymouth's throne
Exeter coming down, thinking they can stand We'll run them out of
Devon, reclaim the land Green army marching,
hear the thunderous sound We'll put these little boys straight into the
ground
This is the Derby,
yeah we don't play safe
Kick 'em out our city,
tear down their face
Plymouth Argyle, we're the Kings of the west
Exeter are nothing but a fucking pest (yeah,
run 'em out!)
August tenth, we write the history clean
St James Park is painted in historic green
They talk a lot of shit but they fold under pressure We
take the three points,
that's our favorite treasure
Send them back home
with their heads in their hands
Argyle dominance across all of these lands
This is the Derby,
yeah we don't play safe
Kick 'em out our city,
tear down their face
Plymouth Argyle, we're the Kings of the west Exeter are nothing but
a fucking pest (fucking pest!)
August tenth. Green army.
We shut 'em down.
Get the fuck out of here.