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Yep that’s right folks one of you lucky suckers & a guest will be setting up camp in the luxurious surroundings of the lower stand of the Hogan Stand next Wednesday, 11 February to see Ireland take on Georgia in their latest 2010 World Cup Qualifying match.
And to spoil you rotten we’ll also throw in a free €100 bet on the match and a very special mystery surprise!!!
To be in with a chance of winning we want you to create a terrace chant designed to lure our prodigal midfielder, Stephen Ireland, back to the bosom of the Irish team. The best chant as decided by our panel of football song experts wins the goodies. Here’s one to get you started
Ode to Stephen Ireland
(to the tune of Walking in a Winter Wonderland)
There’s only one Stephen Ireland
One, one, one, Stephen Ireland
He’s got no hair but we don’t care
Walking in an Ireland wonderland
February 4th, 2009 at 5:27 am
Nice one Ken, I’ll have a crack…..
To the tune of Rio by Duran Duran o.k (if anyone remembers how it goes)
We’ve seen you on the pitch and we’ve seen you on T.V
Come join the green machine, it would mean so much to me
To see you on the ball in the green instead of blue
Oh Stephen Ireland, your nation still needs you.
His name is Ireland, we hold out a pleading hand
To ask a son of ours to represent his land.
And when he scores a goal he’ll really show us all he can
Oh Gio Gio knows, Ireland needs their Superman.
(But if he turns us down, he can stay playing at Eastlands,
Where sure he’ll earn enough, for plenty more dodgy hair implants.)
Maybe omit the last bit eh?
February 4th, 2009 at 6:20 am
Something a little simpler maybe
To The Macarena (yes i’m stuck in the past)
We want but cant see our favourite Irish player
We want but cant see our favourite balding Irish player
We want but cant see our favourite follically challenged player
Come on home Stephen Ireland!!!!!!!!
February 4th, 2009 at 10:14 am
He is bald, he is round
he arse can touch the ground stevie I,
he hair has gone
so he wont play along stevie I,
If Trap can get his hair to grow
then maybe he will show stevie I,
February 4th, 2009 at 2:21 pm
To If Tomorrow Never Comes
If Stephen Ireland never comes
He’ll see how much we need him?
Did we try in every way to get Ireland to play
His Irish career cannot be done
If his time with us is through
And we must face the Italians without him
Are the tournaments we made in the past
Going to be enough enough to last
If Ireland never comes
February 4th, 2009 at 5:16 pm
to the tune of Coming ‘Round the Mountain
he’ll be combing out the implants when he comes, when he comes
he’ll be coming out the implants when he comes,
he’ll be combing out the implants
he’ll be combing out the implants
he’ll be combing out the implants when he comes
February 4th, 2009 at 5:24 pm
to tune of U2 Sunday Bloody Sunday
‘Stevie Baldy Stevie’
I cant believe the news today
Still no Stevie Ireland in traps army
How long, how long must this shit go on (or how long must we sing this song)
How long, how long…
Cause tonight… we need our Stevie Ireland tonight
Please come back Stevie tonight
We should be as one tonight
tonight…
Stevie Baldy Stevie
Stevie Baldy Stevie
Stevie Baldy Stevie
Stevie Baldy Stevie…
February 4th, 2009 at 5:25 pm
To the tune of Where’s your mama gone - Middle of the Road:
Where’s your hair (or granny) gone, where’s your hair gone,
Where’s your hair gone, Stevie Ireland?
Far far away, far far away.
Last night I heard the Hunts singing this song,
Boogie, boogie chi chi chi
Woke up this morning and Stephen Ireland was gone,
Boogie, boogie chi chi chi,
Where’s your hair gone etc etc
won’t get him back but who needs him when we have Glenn Whelan
February 4th, 2009 at 5:26 pm
To the tune of Irelands Call
Ireland Ireland come back to us
We have no midfielders
Stephen your our only hope
February 4th, 2009 at 5:50 pm
theres only one stevie ireland!theres only one stevie ireland!
wit his pea-shaped head and his silky style
ireland is our favourite exile!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
February 4th, 2009 at 6:15 pm
pato bantons song baby come back
“STEPHEN COME BACK, STEPHEN COMEBACK
IT WAS A LONG TIME AGO SINCE UVE BEEN AROUND
BUT NOW TRAP SAYS THAT U MUST COME TO TOWN
COME BACK , STEPHEN COME BACK STEPHEN COME BACK”
February 4th, 2009 at 6:15 pm
HOPE I WIN
February 4th, 2009 at 6:29 pm
To Y.M.C.A (SAY NOTHING!)
Ireland, theres a place you can go
We said, Ireland, you’re not short of the dough
You can play here, and we’re sure that you’ll find
Many ways to have a good time
Its fun to play for Gio’s F.A.I
Its fun to play for Gio’s F.A.I
You can make yourself green, looking baldy and mean
on the International scene.
February 4th, 2009 at 6:54 pm
Hes got no hair, Hes got no hair,
Hes there, hes where? hes everwhere,
He’s Stevie Ireland,
Now all he needs is to get some hair.
February 4th, 2009 at 7:12 pm
we love you IRELAND IRELAND
Stevie answer our call
even though you are only 5 foot tall
we love you IRELAND IRELAND
we love you IRELAND IRELAND
you’ve got no hair
we won’t stare
we love you IRELAND IRELAND
we love you IRELAND IRELAND
give us a wave
you’re granny’s not in a grave
we love you IRELAND IRELAND
we love you IRELAND IRELAND
you are irish
stop being selfish
we love you IRELAND IRELAND
February 4th, 2009 at 8:07 pm
(Flinstones)
Stephen, Stephen Ireland,
he’s the white Pele of Man City.
He drives a lovely pink car,
but his hair loss is a mystery,
When he, gets the ball City attack,
don’t ask ‘bout the wings upon his back,
When he, scores for city,
he shows us his pants,
his superman pants,
it’s Stephen Ireland time!
February 4th, 2009 at 8:31 pm
come on home stevie ireland come on home,
we,ll give trappatonis mobile phone
we think its only fair ,we wont slag you about your hair
come on home stephen irland come on home
come on home stephen ireland come on home,
well give you trapatonis mobile phone,
you lied about your granny so come back to geovanni
come on home stephen ireland come oon home
February 4th, 2009 at 8:34 pm
to the tune of only fools and horses
Stick a pony in me pocket, I’ll fetch the suitcase from the audi.
Cos if trap wants the best ‘uns, but you don’t ask questions,
Then brother, Stevie’s your man. ‘Cos where the hair is gone to is a mystery,
It’s like the changin’ of the seasons, and the tides of the sea.
But he’s the one that’s drivin’ me beserk, Why do brady and Me not work?
La-la-la. La-lala-la. La-la-la. La-lala-la.
February 4th, 2009 at 9:03 pm
to the tune: The Entertainer
Stevo Stevo Stevo
Wont u come back to play for Trappo
Stevo Stevo Stevo
If u dont u hair wont grow
Trappas got just for men
hes got regain aswel
caus hes as bald as you Stevo.
February 4th, 2009 at 9:54 pm
“stevie bo”
STEVIE BO BO BO
WE ALL WANT U TO COME HOME
STEVIE BO BO BO
COME HOME AND SCORE A GOAL
TO THE LEFT TO THE RIGHT WE ALL WANT U PLAYING TONIGHT
ITS THE TRAP NOT STAN WEVE A GOT A PLAN UR THE MAN
STEVIE BO BO BO
February 4th, 2009 at 10:47 pm
To the tune of ‘the animals went in two by two, hurrah, hurrah’
There was a man who came from Cork,
Stephen, Ireland,
He wouldn’t play for Brian Kerr,
Stephen, Ireland,
But he’s still part of Gio’s plans,
Our nation’s hopes are in his hands,
So come home Stephen Ireland,
Andy Reid envies you!
February 4th, 2009 at 11:19 pm
stevee stevee ireland,
PLEASE come back,
Gibsons crap,
Stevee stevee Ireland
February 5th, 2009 at 9:45 am
ireland is the best country in the whole world
February 5th, 2009 at 11:28 am
to the tune of yellow submarine.
his grans not dead ,he just forgot.
one week hes bald, the next hes not..
he always lies, oh yes its true,
hes just a typical, f*cking blue.
we all know steven ireland wears a wig,
ireland ireland wears a wig,
so get yourself and your wig and help us reach the promised land.
for them sky blues might turn grey there always be the irish sea.
so come on stevie
we might actually have some chance of beating italy………
February 5th, 2009 at 12:55 pm
We love you Stevie, we do,
We love you Stevie, we do,
Please come Back…& save us from being Crap,
Stevie we love you.
February 5th, 2009 at 1:59 pm
Cheer up Stevie Ireland,
Oh what can it mean to a,
Man City rich kid playing,
with the boys in Green!
February 5th, 2009 at 3:03 pm
to the tune of eminem (lose yourself)( in the music)
you bettter grow your hair
for your homeland,
your moment,
jus own up,
trap’ll never let cha go,
you only get one shot,
an your li’l granny says go
so come on stevie boy
make your way home!!
February 5th, 2009 at 6:11 pm
To the tune of “Can’t take my eyes off of you”
Oh come back Stevie, you are as daft as a brush
Oh come back Stevie, and you’d better rush,
Oh come back Stevie, cos Glenn and Darron lack flair
Oh come back Stevie, you’ve pink alloys on your car
Oh come back Stevie, your our best by far,
Oh come back Stevie, the lads won’t mention your hair
February 5th, 2009 at 6:26 pm
There’s a blo-oke who plays for Man City,
But Bri-an Kerr let him go,
Now Ireland’s mid-field looks quite gritty,
With only Duff and McGeady to show,
STEPHEN IRELAND! STEPHEN IRELAND!
Please replace Glenn Whelan!
Please repla-a-ace Glenn Whelan!
February 5th, 2009 at 7:19 pm
You are my Stevie, my Stevie Ireland
You make me happy when skies are grey
Forget Stan Staunton, we’v got the trap
So please come back and play once again
February 5th, 2009 at 7:53 pm
to the tune of ” the sun has got his hat on its (hip hip horray)
Now stevies got his wig on “hes coming on to play
his head is warm the lads can see ,its hip hip horrayyyyyyyy.
now stevies got his wig on hes coming on to play
trap is so estaticccccccc, its hip hip horrayyyyy,
now stevies got his wig wig on its hip hip horayyyyyyyy,
liam brady wakes up its all a dream and say what a blooodyyy dayyyyyyyyyy.
February 5th, 2009 at 8:46 pm
We’re on the one road, sharing the one load
We’re on the road to South Africa (2010)!
We’re on the one road, it may be the Traps road
But with Stevie Ireland here who cares?
Northmen, Southmen, Trappatoni all!
Dublin, Belfast, Cork or Donegal!
We’re on the one road, swinging along
Singin’ Stevies song!
Though we’ve had our troubles now and then
Now’s the time to make them up again
Sure aren’t we all Irish anyhow?
Now is the time for Stevie Ireland to step into Croker’s now
We’re on the one road, sharing the one load
We’re on the road to South Africa (2010)!
We’re on the one road, it may be the Traps road
But Stevie Ireland here who cares?
Northmen, Southmen, Trappatoni all!
Dublin, Belfast, Cork or Donegal!
We’re on the one road, swinging along
Singin’ Stevies song!
February 5th, 2009 at 9:15 pm
(To the tune of you are my sunshine)
you are my ireland my stephen ireland
you make me happy when you play
its a new era with Giovanni
so get yer shirt and come back and playyyyyyyyyyy
C’MON IRELAND!!
February 5th, 2009 at 10:05 pm
To Yankee Doodle (Roger Ramjet theme)
The next World Cup South Africa, that’s Ireland’s destination
But with our present midfield line, we face elimination
Stephen Ireland Superman, that’s no exaggeration
But the only time he plays in green, is at home on Playstation
So come on Stevie, wear the shirt, and feel our adoration
Stephen Ireland Superman, the saviour of the nation.
February 5th, 2009 at 11:07 pm
to the tune of hey baby from dj otzi or dirty dancing
hey hey stevo ooh aah
i wanna know owe owe if you’ll play for me
(my name is trapatoni)
hey hey stevo ooh aah
will you please please please play for me
( just like u do for city)
When stevie stanton called you at home
your granny answered and said you weren’t home
then you rang him and said she was dead
and thats whats wrecking everone’s head
hey hey stevo ooh aah
I wanna know owe owe if you’ll play for me
(your grannies can come for free)
hey hey stevo ooh aah
will you please please please play centre mid for me
( i’ll even get rid of liam braydee)
February 5th, 2009 at 11:10 pm
the theme tune is hey baby from dirty dancing and not the dirty dancing soundtrack (just in case i confused anyone)
come on ireland ooh aah
February 6th, 2009 at 1:27 am
To the tune of “Black and Tans”
Come on you City Fans,
Come on Encourage our Wee Man,
Get him over her to play for us in Crooker,
For we all regret the day,
when he ran like hell away,
from the green and lovely
fields close to Drumcondra.
February 6th, 2009 at 1:48 am
to the tune of “lord of the dance”
Ireee-land, wherever you may be,
Tryin on wigs at Man City,
Your better than Kaka, With a milky white tan,
And balding faster than Zinidine Zidane
February 6th, 2009 at 12:08 pm
To the tune of Wonderwall..
Wednesday is gonna be the day
That you realise what you’re missing
By now don’t you think its time
To stop ignoring and dismissing
I don’t believe that you enjoy
just Watching it on the box
Stevie they’re saying your CV
Needs some international games
You may think you’ve have heard it all before
But you must have a lot of doubts
Don’t you want to show
That you can play with the big boys?
And all the matches that you could be playing
And the top players that you could be outplaying
There are lots of skills that you could
Show us on the pitch
So are you listening?
Oh Stevie
Show the Irish fans that you can save us?
C’mon show us all
That you have the balls
February 6th, 2009 at 12:45 pm
To the tune of Danny Boy
O Granny Boy
The team, the team is calling,
From Trap and Liam and fans from far and wide,
We want you back ,to win the group and qualify,
And see the summer sun shine off your baldy head!
February 6th, 2009 at 12:55 pm
To yhe tune of the fields of athenry
Low lies the hair on Stephens head,
Whe once his locks were thick and full of curls,
WE need you near the wing
To play and do your thing
To stop the midfield playing just like girls
February 6th, 2009 at 1:13 pm
Stephen Ireland where ever you may be
come and play for your country
havent see u since 07
have you died and gone to heaven
Stephen Ireland where ever you may be
come and play for your country
with your opink alloys and your GHD
nobody cares about man city
Stephen Ireland where ever you may be
come and play for your country
you could be playin with andy keogh
instead of that clown ROBHINO..
Stephen Ireland where ever you may be
come and play for your country
were the best cause we’ve got trap
he’s the white haired italian chap
Stephen Ireland where ever you may be
come and play for your country
you may be bald and have no hair
but the irish fans dont care….
February 6th, 2009 at 1:34 pm
Not a traditional footballing chant, but sung to the tune of ‘Man on the Moon’ by R.E.M….
The sheiks came and stuffed Man City with dough
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
They wanted the best players but nobody would go
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
They targeted Kaka, Torres and Terry
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ended up with Wayne Bridge and Craig Bellamy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let’s play football, let’s give them hell
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
But let’s not pass it to Darius Vassell
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey Stephen, why not help us with this one?
Tell me are you sick of City?
Hey Stephen, do you wanna play football? (Come to Dublin!)
Come play for Trapattoni
We all believe that you’ll be back with us soon, back with us soon
And we don’t care that your twelve grannies are dead
Or that you’re bald as a coot
Robinho’s a bit cold and he doesn’t want to play
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The usual suspects are at training today
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pablo Zabaleta’s out displaying his skills
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And would you look at the state of Danny Mills
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey Stephen, why not help us with this one?
Tell me are you sick of City?
Hey Stephen, do you wanna play football? (Come to Dublin!)
Come play for Trapattoni
We all believe that you’ll be back with us soon, back with us soon
And we don’t care that your twelve grannies are dead
Or that you’re bald as a coot
Here’s a little teaser for our favourite midfielder
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Here’s a little reason to come back to Ireland
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You won’t have to put up with Gelson Fernandes
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Shaun Wright-Phillips or Dietmar Hamann
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey Stephen, why not help us with this one?
Tell me are you sick of City?
Hey Stephen, do you wanna play football? (Come to Dublin!)
Come play for Trapattoni
We all believe that you’ll be back with us soon, back with us soon
And we don’t care that your twelve grannies are dead
Or that you’re bald as a coot
February 6th, 2009 at 2:00 pm
Not going to lure him..so..
To the tune of “lord of the dance”
He said his granny was dead
But he had a hair transplant instead
He’s not fit to wear the green
He can f*** back off to his wig machine
February 6th, 2009 at 2:53 pm
to the tune of shes a model
u play 4 city and they are no good
u want to play 4 us
its understood
ring up trappa
and say i do
and we will all say that we luv u.
February 6th, 2009 at 4:48 pm
This is cringeworthy.
Why should we try lure this tosser back? There’s plently of players who deserve a call up that would give there left ball to play, and no I don’t mean English players with Irish grandparents.
February 6th, 2009 at 5:00 pm
A nice simple one to a chant we do already,
Stand up, for the baldy man
Stand up for his poor auld gran
We’re off, to the next world cup
Get your phone, and call traps up….
February 6th, 2009 at 5:04 pm
To the tune of Irelands Call
Come the day and come the hour
Come the man from Cobh
He will come to answer his countrys call
From the Four Blue Corners of Eastlands…
Ireland Ireland it dosent matter that your bald
For sure u look older
Trap answer when Ireland calls..
February 6th, 2009 at 5:08 pm
to “drop it like its hot” by snopp dogg
when ireland get a corner
stick steveee in the boxxx
steve in the boxxx
when ireland win a peno
stick steveeee in the boxxx
steve in the boxxx
his got the supermans on
and they look like man thongs
and his free kicks got it going on
so trapa stick him on.
steves a nice dude
his got a nice jeep
see those pink rims
tats a G thing
when steves on the bench
trapa stick him on
trapa stick him on
continued……..
February 6th, 2009 at 5:11 pm
There’s only one Stephen Ireland
One Stephen Ireland
He’s gone in the head
And thinks his grannies are dead
Walkin in an Ireland Wonderland
February 6th, 2009 at 5:26 pm
To our national anthem….
You’ll have to figure out for yourselfs where to extend the words and such
Steeeephen Ireland
we miss your cue ball head out there
please call trap
and take that pink car back
we want you in the team
playing well, a goal machine
we’re on a road, and you can help get there
we’ll be off to play in south africa
to party hard & win the cup
for the price of a call & a few more games a year
we can be Ireland, the team others fear
February 6th, 2009 at 8:53 pm
to the tune of livin next door to alice
we don’t know why he left us and why he had to
i bet he had a reason but we just don’t wanna know
but for nearly two years we been liven without Ireland
Ireland Ireland Ireland come back Ireland
February 6th, 2009 at 11:16 pm
to the tune of Use Somebody by Kings Of Leon
We’ve been playin around we’ve been lookin down as you can see
Poor replacements cant fill the places that you reached
you know that we could use somebody
you know that we could use somebody
someone like steve…. IRELAND IRELAND
someone like you even though the tales you speaked
countless grans kickin’ cans was a bit of a feat
but we could still use somebody
but we could still use somebody
someone like steve…. IRELAND IRELAND
February 6th, 2009 at 11:55 pm
steve ireland ireland he’ll pass it from 40 yeards he’s big and he’s realy hard steve ireland ireland
February 7th, 2009 at 12:08 am
to the tune.johnny went out to cut the wood.
Ireland came home to score some goals hoorah hoorah
Ireland came home to score some goals hoorah hoorah.
After scoring two goals he showed us his crack but we dont care
because our stevie is back.
Ireland went on to win the world cup hoorah hoorah
Ireland went on to win the world cup hoorah hoorah
when the ref blew fot the final to end ireland pulled down his shorts again.
Ireland went on to win the world cup hoorah hoorah
February 7th, 2009 at 12:22 am
To Kenny & Dollys “Islands in the Stream”
Ireland in the team,
that is what we need
Playing in midfield,
with his skill and speed
Sail away with us to South Africa
And you can wear Fellianis, Afro
From one Ireland to another, Steve O!
February 7th, 2009 at 1:26 am
to “i`ll be missing you”
by, puff daddy.
Stephen i-r-land, Stephen i-r-land,
with no hair on head,
and no grannies dead,
we`ve been missing you..
February 7th, 2009 at 1:54 am
Stephen Ireland, Ireland,
He’s better than Superman
He pretends he loses his Gran
Stephen Ireland, Ireland.
February 7th, 2009 at 4:08 am
to the tune of ‘Hold Me Now’.
Trap to Stevie….
Just Phone me now,
dont lie,
dont say a word,
just phone me now,
and sigh,
and Ill give you a start,
well always be together,
forever in love,
you can play football when words are not enough.
,
forever in
February 7th, 2009 at 11:33 am
to the tune of ‘baby come back’
Come back. Ireland come back.
You must admit you were a clown for messing us around
but that didn’t mean that you had to leave town.
Come back.
Please just give us one more try cos our love for you
will never ever die.
February 7th, 2009 at 11:46 am
Ireland, Ireland, Stephen your the ONE,
Come home, Come home, play for your team Again.
Pink trims, and nooo hair, but we don’t care at all.
February 7th, 2009 at 12:27 pm
i think this one might catch
IRELAND
CLAP CLAP CLAP
(repeat above X 3)
February 7th, 2009 at 12:28 pm
this also might do the business
CLAP CLAP
CLAP CLAP CLAP
CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP
IRELAND !!!
(repeat to fade out)
February 7th, 2009 at 12:51 pm
come on stevie Ireland
we dont hair we dont hair
can we win the world cup
yes we can yes can with or superman
so stevie whats it ta be,Ireland or the blue sea
hair we go, hair we go, hair we go,hair we go……….
February 7th, 2009 at 2:45 pm
Ireland Ireland we love you
Ireland Ireland we love you
Your Our man our only one
Ireland Ireland we love you
Come back Come back
We need you
Come back Come back
We Need you
Ireland Ireland we love you
Ireland Ireland we love you
Your our man are only one
Ireland Ireland we love you
Your Bald Your Bald
It Dont Matter
Your Bald Your Bald
It Dont Matter
Ireland Ireland we love you
Ireland Ireland we love you
Your our man our only one
Ireland Ireland we love you
Come back Come back
We need you
Come back Come back
We need you
February 7th, 2009 at 3:06 pm
To tune of rugby national anthem Irelands Call
Ireland, Ireland
without him we will fall
from Croker to Africa
He must answer Irelands Call
February 7th, 2009 at 5:09 pm
It’s In His Blood,
It’s In His Vain’s,
It’s Even In His Feckin Name,
IRELAND, Stevie, Stevie, IRELAND
February 7th, 2009 at 7:11 pm
to the tune of here we go
Hair we go , hair we go , hair we go
hair we go , hair we go , hair we go oh
hair we go , hair we go , hair we go
Steve ooo….Steve ooo
February 7th, 2009 at 7:27 pm
To the tune of Fields of Athenry!!
Come home Steviee…we want you!!
U left but now…we need you!!
One day ull be captain and a hero in our hearts!!
Just return and help us kick Italys ass!!
February 7th, 2009 at 8:08 pm
to the tune of ” nothing compares to you”
It’s been 17months and 15 days
Since you said you would n’t play
We go to every match and we all pray
Since you said you would n’t stay
Since you’ve been gone teams can do whatever they want
They can score whenever they choose
You can do what all our midfield can’t
But no one
I said no one can fill your shoes
Cause nothing compares
nothing compares to you ….
February 8th, 2009 at 6:41 am
Stephennnnn,
It is your name.
Stephennnnn,
Come play our game.
Ireland need you Stevie boy,
Come play again unlike old Roy.
If you score it could be class,
Stephen and Ireland, kicking their ass!!
February 8th, 2009 at 11:01 am
We love you Stevie we do
We love you Ireland we do
We love you Stevie we do
Oh Ireland we love you…
February 8th, 2009 at 11:01 am
to the tune of molly malone
In Dublins Fair City
Where the fans are so witty
I first set my eyes on Stephen Ireland
he has bags of skill
and his grannies near killled
but he can come back now his grannies alive alive-o
alive alive -o, alive alive-o
come back now your grannies alive alive -o
February 8th, 2009 at 12:18 pm
He’s got no hair
His chest is bare
Forget about his grannies
We don’t care
Stevie.. Stevie.. Stevie.. Ireland
February 8th, 2009 at 1:10 pm
To the tune of UB40’s “come back”
come back,stephie,come back
and give us one more try
and if it doesnt work you can always say bi
(come back)
so we can watch you live or on tv
your silky skills for all to see
(come back)
guide us to the world cup
you know the trap door is never shut
come back,stephie ireland,come back
February 8th, 2009 at 3:10 pm
To the tune of Oh My Darling Clemintine
You’re a tosser, You’re a Tosser
You’re a Tosser Stevie I
You’re a Tosser, You’re a Tosser
Did your hair get in your eyes
You should cut it, you should cut it
Oh I see you fecking have!
You’re still a tosser, still a tosser
Still a tosser Stevie Stevie I
You’re still a Tosser, still a Tosser
Come and play for us on SKY
February 8th, 2009 at 4:02 pm
To the tune of “Come On Eileen”
Come on Ireland,
I swear (well we mean) At this moment you mean everything,
Without you we’re a mess, our thoughts we confess, ar on crying,
Ah come on Ireland.
February 8th, 2009 at 4:06 pm
Fields of Athenry
By a lonely dressing room wall,
You heard your girlfriend calling.
Ireland she has taken you away
For you told lies about your Gran,
Now it’s time to show you’re a man,.
Come back and play for us with dignity
Low lies young Stephen Ireland
Where once we used to watch him fly,
From the middle or the wing,
For Ireland we would sing,
Its so lonely around the fields without Ireland
February 8th, 2009 at 5:06 pm
To the tune of Ireland’s call (nice and simple for all the dubs)
Ireland, Ireland together standing bald.
Ireland, Ireland, please answer Ireland’s call
February 8th, 2009 at 6:41 pm
Tune to Ring Of Fire (Johnny Cash)
Steve, Stephen Ireland.
He’s born, on the green Island.
Bound, by his absence hair.
Him and Keane would make a pair.
Do a do a doo do doooo, do a do a do do dooo. (trumpet)
Him and Keane, would make a good pair,
Up at the front, the goals they would share,
Steve, coming from a fan,
We forgive the lies about your Gran’
Do a do a doo do doooo, do a do a do do dooo
February 8th, 2009 at 7:17 pm
[To the tune of "The Fields of Athenry"]
Low, lie the hairs of Stevie I,
U once wore the colours of the green and white,
But now ur gone away,
Far away from Trap and Brady,
Its so lonely round these fields without Stevie I.
February 8th, 2009 at 8:05 pm
Come the day and come the hour
Come the power and the glory
He has come to answer
Our Country’s call From Abu Dhabi United Group Investment and Development Limited
[Refrain]
Ireland, Ireland.
Together standing bald
Shoulder to shoulder
He’ll answer Ireland’s call
February 8th, 2009 at 8:32 pm
To the tune of ‘all kinds of everything’
Batman and Robin,
Eamonn Dunphy too,
Grannys and Grandmas,
and the Republic too,
all we need is Stephen Ireland,
and Trappotoni too.
February 8th, 2009 at 8:55 pm
To the tune of irelands call
Come the day we’ll come to croker
We hope to see that you’ve come over
To face the Georgians on irish shores
And leave your pink alloyed landrover
Stephen. Ireland
We need you tho you’re bald
Forget about Abu Dhabi
Come answer irelands call
You’ll play midfield instead of Gibson
You’ll be Trap.s secret weapon
We’ll go all the way, to lift the cup
And all those doubters can shut up
February 9th, 2009 at 1:12 am
to the tune of the legendary ‘put em under pressure’ (conjour thoughts of the good old days of italia ‘90 & usa ‘94 to get him back!!! and help us out of the recession!!!)
Ole, Ole Ole Ole, Ole, Ole
Ole, Ole Ole Ole, Ole
(that brilliant guitar riff kicks in)
We’ll put em under pressure
Come back home to be our own Robinho
Even if your car’s pinker than a flamingo
Just bring your brilliant baldy head
And make sure Gran’s tucked up in Bed
He inflicts his style on the people
chorus (repeat)
Ole, Ole Ole Ole, Ole, Ole
Ole, Ole Ole Ole, Ole
We’re all part of Trappie’s army
but we’re short one special man
And He’ll really Sheikh them up
when he links up with our Duff
Cause with Ireland we’re the greatest football team
February 9th, 2009 at 1:44 am
to the tune of leaving on a jet-plane
i said stephen, get on the jet-plane
and make your way back home again,
oh steve,
we really need some goals
February 9th, 2009 at 6:06 am
to the tune of ireland’s call.
stephen , Ireland,
forever tellin lies,
you told us
your porky’s
we forgive you
jus come home!!
February 9th, 2009 at 9:13 am
(To the tune of The Fields of Athenry)
Its nooooo lie, Stevie Ireland’s some feckin boy,
He wears supergran pants and loves to feckin lie,
Come home your our new King!
(Stevie Ireland)
Bring that new car its feckin bling!
(Stevie Ireland)
Poor Trappatoni has no midfield for Croke Park!
February 9th, 2009 at 10:04 am
Gibson and Andy Reid
We dont want them in our midfield,
So Stephen Ireland forget your Granny,
Come back and play for Trappatoni
John O’shea or Lee Carsley,
how shit that would be,
So Stephen Ireland forget your Granny,
Come back and play for Trappatoni
(to the tune of lord of the dance)
February 9th, 2009 at 10:51 am
IRELAND, STEPHEN IRELAND,
TOGETHER WE RECALL,
SHOULDER TO SHOULDER,
PLEASE ANSWER IRELANDS CALL.
February 9th, 2009 at 11:08 am
***Message from the Power Towers***
Congratulations to Paul Bolger the winner of our Stephen Ireland song competition. The standard of entries was as fantastic as Stevie’s excuses not to play for his country.
Paul has won two tickets for see Ireland vs Georgia, a free €100 bet on the match and a very special prize of a guest presenting slot on our weekly Premiership video thingy!!!!!
Well done Paul, well done everyone, you are all winners (well, not really)…ALL TOGETHER NOW…(to the tune of “lord of the dance”)
Ireee-land, wherever you may be,
Tryin on wigs at Man City,
Your better than Kaka, With a milky white tan,
And balding faster than Zinidine Zidane