It's Moyes, ingrates, Now cease to pound Your chests, and wail, and screech He might not be Mourinho But at least he's not Dalglish.
We've had a quarter century Of constant victories If we turn into Everton Well at least we won't be Leeds.
Guess who got the job today? That wild Eyed Moyes, not old Jose It's all changed, Haven't much to say But man i still think them glazers are crazy They were askin' if Jose were around How he was where he could be found Told 'em he was livin' downtown Driving old Casillas crazy
It's Moyes we're going down It's Moyes we're going down It's Moyes we're going down It's Moyes we're going down It's Moyes you f*ckin' clown It's Moyes were going down It's Moyes we're going down It's Moyes we're going down