That poster you know, FrontwheelNeil,
Thinks that he's the best, the real deal,
but I say to him, hold on a minute,
two can play at that game, let us spin it.
Tottenham Hotspur, the club that I adore,
After their games, I just cry out for more,
Berby's so sleek and Dawson's a rock
Zokora and Jenas are starting to tock.
The King of Tottenham has just come back,
During his absence he's taken some flack,
People have said he is retiring soon,
He said not a chance, I'm over the moon.
Ledley loves Tottenham, and Tottenham loves him,
Without his input the future looked grim,
but now he is back, our futures assured,
Everyone is looking forward to more.
We have our Pascal, best Right back ever,
Up and down the wing, will he tire, never
Then we have Yippy, our amazing left back,
Skillful and clever, helps out our attack
Robbo's the man, keeping clean sheets for us,
We love our keeper and he makes a fuss,
clapping the fans, for cheering his name,
Always able to keep us in the game.
Robbie's the vice, captain of the Spurs
When he plays well, the team just purrs
Scoring plenty a goal, for the best team
that this whole world has ever seen.
In charge we have A legend, Martin Jol,
He just loves to see us score a goal
He's got not hair, but thats not a concern
He's the man for the job, give him his turn.
Fifth for two years is a very good feat,
We will progress, we're on the right beat.
With Levy in charge and Jol at the helm
This is becoming a Tottenham Realm
Come on You Spurs