- Break Expectations
Manchester!!!
Grey skies and dreary cobbles they said,
A football club born on its head.
But beware son,
Kick someone enough and they're bound to strike back,
We’re Manchester, United
Forged a three pronged weapon,
Attack! Attack!! Attack!!!
- Come on you Reds
Busby Babes they always made me cry
Thinkin' 'bout the teams of years gone by
Charlton, Edwards, Law and Georgie Best
We're United, you can keep the rest
Schmeichel, Parker, Pallister
Irwin, Bruce, Sharpe and Ince
Hughes, McClair, Keane and Cantona
Robson, Kanchelskis and Giggs
- Fuck everything except MU
See, I will always love the reds so much,
We are the team nobody else can touch
United, I love them.
They’re the only team I like,
The other ones are shit,
And now I’m gonna tell you how I feel.
Fuck Peter Kenyon and Abramovich,
- Fuckem mu rules
See I will
Always
Love the Reds so much
We are the team nobody else can touch
United
I love them
They’re the only team I like
- Lift It High
... Следующий музыкальный эксперимент «Юнайтед» провел в 1999 году, ознаменованном выигрышем Требла. Игроки команды записали песню «Lift It High» в стиле группы «Оазис» на следующий день после гостевой победы над туринским «Ювентусом» со счетом 2-3 в полуфинале Лиги Чемпионов. Парни выглядят немного усталыми и не выспавшимися после перелета, а Рой Кин, который получил предупреждение и вынужден был пропустить финал, не стал принимать участие в записи. Продюсером сингла выступил Джайв Банни из группы «Мастермиксерз». Песня заняла 11 место в британских чартах
- Song For The Champions
There' s Only One United
There' s Only One United
There' s Only One United
There' s Only One United
Champione, Champione
Oh Wey, Oh Wey, Oh Wey
Champione, Champione
Oh Wey, Oh Wey, Oh Wey
- The Flowers of Manchester
One cold and bitter Thursday in Munich, Germany,
Eight great football stalwarts conceded victory.
Eight men will never play again, who met disaster there,
The flowers of English football, the flowers of Manchester.
The Busby Babes were flying home, returning from Belgrade,
This great United family all masters of their trade.
The pilot of the aircraft, the skipper Captain Thain,
- Медленный
Glory glory Man united,
Glory glory Man united,
Glory glory Man united,
As the reds go marching up up up!
Just like the busby days and days gone by,
We’ll keep the red flags flying high,
Your gonna see us all from far and wide,