Glazers Out
A terrace protest anthem from The Venom Sons for every Manchester United fan who has had enough of the Glazers. Twenty years of debt, a rotting stadium and money flowing the wrong way, shouted back at the people responsible. Free to download. Play it loud.
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Twenty f***ing years...
Twenty years of taking the p***.
GLAZERS OUT!
GLAZERS OUT!
GET YOUR F***ING HANDS OFF OUR CLUB!
You bought our club with borrowed cash,
Filled your pockets, watched it crash.
Interest payments, corporate greed,
F*** the fans, just feed the machine.
Old Trafford's rotting, rain comes through,
But the money keeps rolling straight to you.
You took our pride, you took our name,
Turned a football club into a financial game.
We built this b******, brick by brick,
Now we're f***ing sick of your s***!
NOT YOUR MONEY!
NOT YOUR TOY!
YOU CAN'T SELL WHAT YOU CAN'T DESTROY!
GLAZERS OUT! GLAZERS OUT!
GET YOUR F***ING HANDS OFF OUR CLUB!
GLAZERS OUT! GLAZERS OUT!
TAKE YOUR DIRTY MONEY AND F*** OFF!
OH-OH-OH! WE WANT OUR CLUB BACK!
OH-OH-OH! WE WANT OUR CLUB BACK!
OH-OH-OH! WE WANT OUR CLUB BACK!
Hey, hey
Busby built it, Fergie won,
You just counted what they'd done.
Legends fought in blood and red,
You got rich on the glory of the dead.
The Stretford End ain't yours to sell,
You turned our heaven into hell.
Every ticket, every shirt,
Another pound while the supporters hurt.
You never loved the badge or ground,
Just the f***ing cash you found!
YOU TAKE!
WE PAY!
GET THE F*** OUT OF OUR WAY!
YOU TAKE!
WE PAY!
WE'RE NOT GOING AWAY!
GLAZERS OUT! GLAZERS OUT!
GET YOUR F***ING HANDS OFF OUR CLUB!
GLAZERS OUT! GLAZERS OUT!
TAKE YOUR DIRTY MONEY AND F*** OFF!
OH-OH-OH! WE WANT OUR CLUB BACK!
OH-OH-OH! WE WANT OUR CLUB BACK!
OH-OH-OH! WE WANT OUR CLUB BACK!
WHO OWNS UNITED?
WE F***ING DO!
WHO BUILT UNITED?
NOT F***ING YOU!
WHO'S BEEN BLEEDING IT?
GLAZERS! GLAZERS!
WHAT DO WE WANT?
GLAZERS OUT!
THEN F***ING SHOUT IT!
This ain't a brand, this ain't a stock,
This is Manchester, built on rock.
Our fathers stood here, their fathers too,
Long before we ever heard of you.
You'll never know what these colours mean,
You're just another f***ing parasite on the scene.
You can own the shares,
You can hold the keys,
But you'll never own
Our f***ing memories!
GLAZERS OUT! GLAZERS OUT!
GET YOUR F***ING HANDS OFF OUR CLUB!
GLAZERS OUT! GLAZERS OUT!
TAKE YOUR DIRTY MONEY AND F*** OFF!
OH-OH-OH! WE WANT OUR CLUB BACK!
OH-OH-OH! WE WANT OUR CLUB BACK!
OH-OH-OH! WE WANT OUR CLUB BACK!
GLAZERS OUT!
GLAZERS OUT!
GLAZERS OUT!
GLAZERS OUT!
GLAZERS OUT!
GLAZERS OUT!
You bought the club.
You never bought us.
GLAZERS OUT!