We own you
(yo, check the radar) Run the turf,
hoist the flag up
You step on the pitch,
you give it up
Touch the pitch, hit the sprint,
break away through the middle Got the crew taking territory,
solve up the riddle No referee saving you,
whistle won't blow We pillage the midfield and run with the glow
Strip the ball off your boot,
intercept in a blink Now you're staring at the turf while your
captains sink Black sail on the jersey,
we take every prize Watch the scoreboard tilt right in front of
your eyes (gone!)
From the box to the corner,
we hold the line
Every yard of this grass is rightfully mine
Clear the deck, clear the lane
We don't play safe in this game!
(heave
ho!)
Football pirates own you!
Take your crown and dethrone you!
Run the wing, lock the lane,
break through the frame
Football pirates own you!
Turn the stadium cold when we seize the gold Run it back,
take the hold Football pirates own you!
(let's go!)
Slide tackle clean,
take possession and run
Two-nil, four-nil, the invasion's begun
Drop the anchor in the box,
strike hard on the volley
Leave your back line looking like a total catastrophe
We commandeer the league from the north to the south Put your
hands up, shut your talkative mouth Gold boots,
crossbones stitched on the crest We the ruthless marauders put the league
to the test
(no mercy!)
No surrender on the chalk line
Every cup, every ring,
that's our design
Boarding the box, no escape route found
We take over this ground!
Football pirates own you!
Take your crown and dethrone you!
Run the wing, lock the lane,
break through the frame
Football pirates own you!
Turn the stadium cold when we seize the gold Run it back,
take the hold Football pirates own you!
(yeah! we take it all!)
Game over. Flag planted.
Walk off with the trophy.
(pirates
own
you)