the sandrollo

The Sandrollo

A yid took a stroll through the deep dark wood 
Wenger seen the yid and the yid looked good 

Where are you going to , little spurs yid 
Come to my lair and your clothes I get rid 

Its terribly kind of you Wenger but no –
I am going to have lunch with the beast Sandro 

Sandrollo ? whats a Sandrollo ? 
A Sandrollo ? why didn’t you know 

He has big massive fists 
And big massive thighs 
With gumshield on teeth 
And ferocious big eyes

Where are you meeting him ?

Right here by this post 
And his favourite food is smelly French toast 

Silly old Wenger doesn’t he know 
About the beast called Raniere Sandro 

On went the yid through the deep dark wood 
Fergie seen the yid and the yid looked good 

Where are you going to little spurs yid 
Come to my house where Moyes I got rid 

Its terribly kind of you Fergie but no –
I am going to have lunch with the beast Sandrollo 

Sandrollo ? whats a Sandrollo ? 
A Sandrollo ! why didn’t you know 

He has big kung foo skills 
And plays mad guitar 
He will hunt you and maul you 
And follow you far 

Where are you meeting him ?
Right here by this rose 
And his favourite food is dry whiskey nose 

Silly old Fergie doesn’t he know 
About the beast called Raniere Sandro 

On went the yid through the deep dark wood 
Rodgers seen the yid and the yid looked good 

Where are you going to little spurs yid 
Come to my scouse house where Suarez I've hid 

Its terribly kind of you Brendan but no –
I am going to have lunch with the beast Sandrollo

Sandrollo ? whats a Sandrollo ? 
A Sandrollo ? why didn’t you know 

His frame is like a shit house
His chest is all hair 
He can strike from long distance 
And pain he don’t care 

Where are you meeting him?
Right here next to you 
And his favourite food is Irish made stew 

Silly old Rodgers doesn’t he know 
About the beast called Raniere Sandro 

Who is this creature with big massive fists 
With hands built like shovels on the end of his wrists 
With gumshield on teeth And ferocious big eyes
With legs like a shire horse and massive big thighs 
He has big kung foo skills And plays mad guitar 
He will hunt you and maul you And follow you far 
His frame is like a shit house His chest is all hair 
He can strike from long distance And pain he don’t care

A yid took a stroll through the deep dark wood 
And met the beast Sandrollo and it was all good 


COYS 

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