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Lyrics

Head Coaches: It's the football countdown...
Who'll be champions?
Who'll be going down?
Here we go now!
The football countdown!
Steve McClaren: Who'll be Champions League?
Dim Tim Sherwhat: Who'll be Champion-ship? Hoo-hoo!
Head coaches: Here we go now!
The football countdown, countdown, countdown!..
Martin Talker: AGÜEROOOOOO!
Brendan the Elephant Seal: Rah££m Loves St£rling can kiss my ass...
We're in this together!
Well, at least until Christmas, then it's probably fair well.
Jose Moaninho: This trophy will come back.
And your form will as well!
Radamel Failcow: MOO!!
Rah££m Loves St£rling: I'm no snake my agent's to blame...
Fabian D'elf: Ssssssame here!
Rah££m Loves St£rling: For moving ground.
Andy Carrallwaysinjured: We're moving gro---OWW!
Bernieslaven Bilić: Will your legs ever work again?!!!
Head Coaches: It's a football countdown...
Who'll be champions?
Who'll be going down?
Here we go now!
The football countdown!
Steve McClaren: Who'll be Champions League?
Dim Tim Sherwhat: Who'll be Champion-ship? Hoo-hoo!
Head coaches: Here we go now!
The football countdown, countdown, countdown!..
Martin Talker: AGÜEROOOOOO!
Mesut Eyezil Terrestrial: Hello, I'm from Venus!
Petr the Czech: I'm Petr the Czech!
Arsey Whinger: The title it will be mine!
Hahaha! Thank you, Roman!
Ricky Martinez: Jose's such a penis!
Rafact Benitesh: And that's a fact!
Ricky Martinez: Leaking bids for Stones all the time!
Louis van Harsh: Wayne, be honest, who ate all the pie?
Wayne the Ogre: I only had a bite...
Angel Devil Di Maria: Time to take flight!
Two thieves: I'm sure that we'll all miss him so!
Andy WhatA-Tatey: Don't care!
Phace Jones: MURGH!
Head Coaches: It's the football countdown...
Who'll be champions?
Who'll be going down?
Here we go now!
The football countdown!
Steve McClaren: Who'll be Champions League?
Dim Tim Sherwhat: Who'll be Champion-ship? Hoo-hoo!
Head coaches: Here we go now!
The football countdown, countdown, countdown!..
Martin Talker: AGÜEROOOOOO!
Arsey Whinger: Yes, yes, yes! Ha-ha!
Mike Cashley: Steve, it's not even raining...
Steve McClaren: I know, this isn't for, how you say, rain.
It's for when fans start throwing their season tickets. Champions league.
Ronald Cowman: I'm pleased to announce the permanent transfer of...
Toby Eldersquirrel.
Toby Eldersquirrel: (squirrel noises)
Daniel Levil: Too late, Cow-man! The Squirrel is ours!
Hurri-Kane MBE: Ha-ha, (mumbled) good one Daniel, The squirrel is ours! DIY army!
Sparky Hughes: Its true that Shakira turned us down, but thats OK. We've already got a world-class performer whose hips dont lie
Chubby Adam: Aye, my hips dont lie but I can score from the halfway line! (panting heavily)
Eddie Hahahowe: I'd like to introduce our new Americanowner.
Jason Bourne: Where am I? Who am I?
Eddie Hahahowe: And our new signing, Mings the Merciless.
(Jason Bourne shoots Tyrone Mings the Merciless and then jumps off the ship)
Garry The Monk: Welcome back, Jonjo my child.
Jonjo Voldemort: When do we play Stoke? I will CRUSH those pesky POTTERS.
Claudiddlydingdiddlydong Ranieri: Number one, Dont choke a player. Number two, dont tell a fan to fuck off and die. Number three, dont call a journalist an ostrich, Number four, dont claim you are flexible enough to put your head in the sand, Number five, dont let your son go on holiday or official trips to Thailand. Im ready!
Delia Wordsmith: Where are you? WHERE ARE YOU! Oh, there you are (laughs) Oh Alex, leave the motivating team-talks to me dear boy, (laughs)
Alex Neil: Ach, no. This is a recipe for relegation!
Journalists: Will scoring be an issue for your players this year? Quique Sánchez Flores: Not at all, we've got Helen of Troy Deeney. With a face like that, she'll score every week.
Tony Pullonacaplis: We're a really well-run club. We've got a salary cap, A cap on foreign players, and a really great captain. Sorted.
Alan Buttew: Um, okay guys, I've brought in a top coach to work with you.
Crystal Parish players: gasp
John Carvedaparter: What? I'm the best coach in the Premier League!
Dim Tim Sherwhat: Cor, where is everybody? Tom? Christian! FABIAN!?!
Dick Advoblackcat: After a lot of persuasion, my life let me stay for another year. It just goes to show, how much she loves Dick!
music stops
Journalists: laughing and clapping
Dick Advoblackcat: Oh, grow up! I was referring to myself in the third person you idiots!
music continues
Head Coaches: It's the football countdown...
Who'll be champions?
Who'll be going down?
Here we go now!
The football countdown!
Steve McClaren: Who'll be Champions League?
Dim Tim Sherwhat: Who'll be Champion-ship? Hoo-hoo!
Head coaches: Here we go now!
The football countdown, countdown, countdown!..
Martin Talker: AGÜEROOO-his head explodes and the music ends.

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