You already know the tunes – just bring these handy lyrics with you to Croker today
The Leinster supporters’ songbook
My Shares in Anglo I(to the tune of The Fields of Athenry)
By lonely Torquay Road, I heard a young
girl calling,
“The X5, they have taken it away.”
We’re no longer in the black, So they
came and took it back.
Now a Clio lies waiting in the driveway.
Low lie, my shares in Anglo I,
Where once I had the money to retire.
My gaffs on the Black Sea,
Are in negative equity,
And I’m broke now without my shares in
Anglo I.
By lonely stockbrokerage wall, I heard a
young man calling,
“Nothing in this life, Dude, is risk-free.”
For the small print always tells you,
Shares go up and down in value.
Now we must raise our child with no SUV.
Low lie, my shares in Anglo I,
Where once I had the money to retire.
My gaffs on the Black Sea,
Are in negative equity,
And I’m broke now without my shares in
Anglo I.
Take a Walk on the South Side(to the tune of Walk on the Wild Side)
Holly came from Terenure, Dublin Six, Shopping in the mall was how she got her
kicks.
Hanging out in Dundrum,
With a credit card she got from her mum.
She said, “Hey, Babe – take a walk on the
South Side.”
She said, “Hey, Honey – take a walk on the
South Side.”
Candy came from out behind the island,
“I got my dream kitchen and a holiday in
Thailand.”
Low interest rates, just the trick.
And even though it was all on tick,
She said, “Hey Babe – take a walk on the
South Side.”
She said, “Hey, Babe – life is good on the
South Side.”
And all the Drummies go, “Eeew! Eeew!
Eeew! Eeew-Eeew-Eeew-Eeew! Eeew!
Eeew! Eeew-Eeew-Eeew-Eeew! Eeew!
Eeew! Eeew-Eeew-Eeew-Eeew! Eeew!
Eeew!”
Sugar plum fairy came and hit the streets, Looking for a place to rest his weary feet.
The Berkeley Court, twenty quid a night, He wasn’t sure he heard that right.
He said, “Hey, Sugar – it’s kind of cheap
for the South Side.”
He said, “Hey, Sugar – ain’t that cheap for
the South Side?”
Little Joe really loved to wheel and deal,
He built apartments anywhere that there
were fields.
But when his debts grew and grew,
You should have seen how that swine flew.
He said, “Hey, Dude – you won’t see me on
the South Side.”
He said, “Hey, Dude – I’m steering clear of
the South Side.”
Credit, Credit, Credit(to the tune of Money, Money, Money)
Credit, credit, credit, Just can’t get it.
It’s a different world.
Credit, credit, credit, Now you said it.
It’s a different world.
Ahaaaa-aha-ah. All the things we could buy, If we had a little credit, It’s a different
world.
IMF(to the tune of YMCA)
Ireland, there’s no need to feel down, I said, Ireland, pick yourself off the ground, I said, Ireland, someone tell Brian Cowen,
There’s no need to be unhappy.
Ireland, there’s a place you can go, I said, Ireland, when you’re short on your dough.
We can come there, And we’re sure we will
find,
Many ways to have ze good times.
It’s fun to be with the Iiiii-M-F.
It’s fun to be with the Iiiii-M-F.
With ze hand we are lending,
We will cut public spending,
We will do whatever we feel.
Ireland, are you listening to me? I said, Ireland, it’s just this bank guarantee,
All that money – sounds like trouble to me.
And you’ve got to know this one thing.
No one, is as screwed as you are.
You’re like Iceland,
Just swap the C for an R.
But we’ll come there, And we’re sure we
will find,
Many ways to have ze good times.
It’s fun to be with the Iiiii-M-F.
It’s fun to be with the Iiiii-M-F.
We will clean up the mess, That your dead
tiger left.
If you hang out with the grey boys.
From the Iiiii-M-F.
From the Iiiii-M-F.
Reprise – My Shares in Anglo I(to the tune of The Fields of Athenry)
By lonely trading screen, He watched the
shareprice falling.
As the repo man drove off with the X5.
But as his portfolio lay in tatters, The things
that really mattered,
Lived on after his shares in Anglo I.
Low lie, my shares in Anglo I,
Where once I had the money to retire.
My gaffs on the Black Sea,
Are in negative equity,
And I’m broke now without my shares in
Anglo I.
