No blues
It's just red
In S2 in the centre of Sheff
Kop roars when it ripples the net
Two cutlas an rose on our chest
Red and white stripes fresh
Forged in steel how we press
Any league we don't care about the prem, we resharpen an go back again
Nah then, I defence this custody with Ahmedhodžić, not getting past this guy, bro, honest. cus once you're locked in sight, it's goodbye for the night
That's lights, but thanks for your try. And we trust in our full backs We've got Norrington, Robinson
So send the ball down the sides if you want cos this really won't bother em, not on of em
And if attack try get too cheeky
You might get yourself slid down by Seriki
So you can sing your chants
Speak your bants, but where the best in North, West, East and South
We'll drown out your boos
This is Steel City, we aren't soft like yous
Even if it gets sticky in the central a midfield It's cool, we've got Vini De Souza
Or Arblaster, Young but will show man it's no pasa nada
Hear the blades screams when he runs past another
I bet his dad's so proud that he didn't wear a
We're gonna give this league some hammer so you better bring some armour cos we got Hamer lose the ball against him, that's instant karma
Kieffer, Brooks, Brewster Smiles on the face but don't let that fool ya
Boots on for the night, tooled up for the strike opposition's gonna feel this bite cos
We are the Bladesmen, Super Bladesmen
We are Bladesmen from the lane We are Bladesmen, Super Bladesmen
We are Bladesmen from the lane
No blues
It's just red
In S2 in the centre of Sheff
Kop roars when it ripples the net
Two cutlas an rose on our chest
Red and white stripes fresh
Forged in steel how we press
Any league we don't care about the prem,
We resharpen an go back again
(Yeah)
League one, Championship
Yeah we smashed it
Premier League on job
Did a madness
Bare teams struggle coming Lane On a Saturday, 30 odd K
Straight singing and chanting
You fill up my senses
Scenes that are breathless
Only one team in Sheff you Should mention, your top signing We wouldn't even bench them
We haven't got a barrel of money But were still sending
Going down then were going Straight back up, no better sight Than seeing Bramall Lane lit up
Thats a cold Tuesday night for a Late kick off, final whistle then The roof starts taking off, Like
Shoreham Boys, we are here!
1889's an historical year, had ups And downs now the skies look Clear, see the Blades in the Prem But no Wednesday theya
No blues
It's just red
In S2 in the centre of Sheff
Kop roars when it ripples the net
Two cutlas an rose on our chest
Red and white stripes fresh
Forged in steel how we press
Any league we don't care about the prem,
We resharpen an go back again
No blues
It's just red
In S2 in the centre of Sheff
Kop roars when it ripples the net
Two cutlas an rose on our chest
Red and white stripes fresh
Forged in steel how we press
Any league we don't care about The prem,
We resharpen an go back again
JXK. - Shoreham Boys (feat. Surtees) Lyrics
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No blues
It's just red
In S2 in the centre of Sheff
Kop roars when it ripples the net
Two cutlas an rose on our chest
Red and white stripes fresh
Forged in steel how we press
Any league we don't care about the prem, we resharpen an go back again
Nah then, I defence this custody with Ahmedhodžić, not getting past this guy, bro, honest. cus once you're locked in sight, it's goodbye for the night
That's lights, but thanks for your try. And we trust in our full backs We've got Norrington, Robinson
So send the ball down the sides if you want cos this really won't bother em, not on of em
And if attack try get too cheeky
You might get yourself slid down by Seriki
So you can sing your chants
Speak your bants, but where the best in North, West, East and South
We'll drown out your boos
This is Steel City, we aren't soft like yous
Even if it gets sticky in the central a midfield It's cool, we've got Vini De Souza
Or Arblaster, Young but will show man it's no pasa nada
Hear the blades screams when he runs past another
I bet his dad's so proud that he didn't wear a
We're gonna give this league some hammer so you better bring some armour cos we got Hamer lose the ball against him, that's instant karma
Kieffer, Brooks, Brewster Smiles on the face but don't let that fool ya
Boots on for the night, tooled up for the strike opposition's gonna feel this bite cos
We are the Bladesmen, Super Bladesmen
We are Bladesmen from the lane We are Bladesmen, Super Bladesmen
We are Bladesmen from the lane
No blues
It's just red
In S2 in the centre of Sheff
Kop roars when it ripples the net
Two cutlas an rose on our chest
Red and white stripes fresh
Forged in steel how we press
Any league we don't care about the prem,
We resharpen an go back again
(Yeah)
League one, Championship
Yeah we smashed it
Premier League on job
Did a madness
Bare teams struggle coming Lane On a Saturday, 30 odd K
Straight singing and chanting
You fill up my senses
Scenes that are breathless
Only one team in Sheff you Should mention, your top signing We wouldn't even bench them
We haven't got a barrel of money But were still sending
Going down then were going Straight back up, no better sight Than seeing Bramall Lane lit up
Thats a cold Tuesday night for a Late kick off, final whistle then The roof starts taking off, Like
Shoreham Boys, we are here!
1889's an historical year, had ups And downs now the skies look Clear, see the Blades in the Prem But no Wednesday theya
No blues
It's just red
In S2 in the centre of Sheff
Kop roars when it ripples the net
Two cutlas an rose on our chest
Red and white stripes fresh
Forged in steel how we press
Any league we don't care about the prem,
We resharpen an go back again
No blues
It's just red
In S2 in the centre of Sheff
Kop roars when it ripples the net
Two cutlas an rose on our chest
Red and white stripes fresh
Forged in steel how we press
Any league we don't care about The prem,
We resharpen an go back again
It's just red
In S2 in the centre of Sheff
Kop roars when it ripples the net
Two cutlas an rose on our chest
Red and white stripes fresh
Forged in steel how we press
Any league we don't care about the prem, we resharpen an go back again
Nah then, I defence this custody with Ahmedhodžić, not getting past this guy, bro, honest. cus once you're locked in sight, it's goodbye for the night
That's lights, but thanks for your try. And we trust in our full backs We've got Norrington, Robinson
So send the ball down the sides if you want cos this really won't bother em, not on of em
And if attack try get too cheeky
You might get yourself slid down by Seriki
So you can sing your chants
Speak your bants, but where the best in North, West, East and South
We'll drown out your boos
This is Steel City, we aren't soft like yous
Even if it gets sticky in the central a midfield It's cool, we've got Vini De Souza
Or Arblaster, Young but will show man it's no pasa nada
Hear the blades screams when he runs past another
I bet his dad's so proud that he didn't wear a
We're gonna give this league some hammer so you better bring some armour cos we got Hamer lose the ball against him, that's instant karma
Kieffer, Brooks, Brewster Smiles on the face but don't let that fool ya
Boots on for the night, tooled up for the strike opposition's gonna feel this bite cos
We are the Bladesmen, Super Bladesmen
We are Bladesmen from the lane We are Bladesmen, Super Bladesmen
We are Bladesmen from the lane
No blues
It's just red
In S2 in the centre of Sheff
Kop roars when it ripples the net
Two cutlas an rose on our chest
Red and white stripes fresh
Forged in steel how we press
Any league we don't care about the prem,
We resharpen an go back again
(Yeah)
League one, Championship
Yeah we smashed it
Premier League on job
Did a madness
Bare teams struggle coming Lane On a Saturday, 30 odd K
Straight singing and chanting
You fill up my senses
Scenes that are breathless
Only one team in Sheff you Should mention, your top signing We wouldn't even bench them
We haven't got a barrel of money But were still sending
Going down then were going Straight back up, no better sight Than seeing Bramall Lane lit up
Thats a cold Tuesday night for a Late kick off, final whistle then The roof starts taking off, Like
Shoreham Boys, we are here!
1889's an historical year, had ups And downs now the skies look Clear, see the Blades in the Prem But no Wednesday theya
No blues
It's just red
In S2 in the centre of Sheff
Kop roars when it ripples the net
Two cutlas an rose on our chest
Red and white stripes fresh
Forged in steel how we press
Any league we don't care about the prem,
We resharpen an go back again
No blues
It's just red
In S2 in the centre of Sheff
Kop roars when it ripples the net
Two cutlas an rose on our chest
Red and white stripes fresh
Forged in steel how we press
Any league we don't care about The prem,
We resharpen an go back again
Writer: Liam Surtees, Jack Dawson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid