Chants

Below are some of the most popular Terrance chants for your singing and Summer Tour pleasure. Family-friendly versions included for a select few. :)

Blowing Bubbles (Popup Sound File)

I’m forever blowing bubbles, pretty bubbles in the air
They fly so high, they reach the sky, but like West Ham they fade and die
Tottenham always running, Arsenal hiding too,
We’re the Chelsea boot boys, and we’re running after you!

Campeones

Campeones! Campeones! Ole ole ole!
Campeones! Campeones! Ole ole ole!

Carefree (Popup Sound File)

Carefree, wherever you may be
We are the famous C-F-C
And we don’t give a F*ck, whoever you may be
Cos we are the famous C-F-C

Carefree (Family-friendly)

Carefree, wherever you may be
We are the famous C-F-C
And we don’t care, whoever you may be
Cos we are the famous C-F-C

Celery

Celery! Celery.
If she don’t c*m, I’ll tickle her bum
With a lump of celery

Celery (Family-friendly)  

Celery! Celery.
If she’s no fun, I’ll tickle her bum
With a lump of celery

Chelsea (Popup Sound File)

Chelsea (*clap* x3)
Chelsea (*clap* x3)

Forever and Ever lyrics

Forever and ever,
We’ll follow our team,
For we are the Chelsea,
And we are supreme,
We’ll never be mastered,
By no northern b***ards,
We’ll keep the blue flag flying high.

Flying high, up in the sky,
We’ll keep the blue flag flying high,
From Stamford Bridge to Wembley,
We’ll keep the blue flag flying high…

Keep the Blue Flag Flying High (Popup Sound File)

Flying high, up in the sky,
We’ll keep the blue flag flying high,
From Stamford Bridge to Wembley,
We’ll keep the blue flag flying high…

One team in London (Popup Sound File)

One team in London! There’s only one team in London!
One team in Looooondon, there’s only one team in London.

Ten Men Went to Mow  (Popup Sound File)

One man went to mow,
Went to mow a meadow,
(aside) Meadow!,
One man and his dog,
(aside) Spot!,
Went to mow a meadow,

Two men went to mow,
Went to mow a meadow,
(aside) Meadow!
Two men, one man and his dog,
(aside) Spot!
Went to mow a meadow,

Three men went to mow,
Went to mow a meadow,
(aside) Meadow!
Three men, Two men, one man and his dog,
(aside) Spot!
Went to mow a meadow,

repeat up to 9 then everyone stands up….

Ten men went to mow,
Went to mow a meadow,
(aside) Meadow!
Ten men, nine men, eight men, seven men, six men,
five men, four men, three men, two men, one man and his dog,
(aside) Spot!
Went to mow a meadow,

(arms extended: �/)
Chelsea!
(clap x 3 above head: �/)
Chelsea!

We All Follow the Chelsea (Popup Sound File)

We all follow the Chelsea, over land and sea (And Leicester!)
We all follow the Chelsea, on to vi-ic-tory (altogether now)

 We are the famous, the famous Chelsea

We are the famous, the famous Chelsea! (*clap*x4) (Repeat)

We’ll Be Runnin’ ’round…

We’ll be runnin round Tottenham with our European cup,
we’ll be runnin round Tottenham with our European cup,
we’ll be runnin round Tottenham,
runnin round Tottenham,
runnin round Tottenham with our European cup

Singing we’ve got a trophy haven’t you? (NO YOU AIN’T)
singing we’ve got a trophy haven’t you… *You get the picture.* :)

 You are My Chelsea (Popup Sound File)

You are my Chelsea, my only Chelsea, you make me happy when skies are gray,
You’ll never notice how much I love you
Until you’ve taken my Chelsea away…
La la la la la ooh…
La la la la la ooh…

Chelsea Rhapsody
Courtesy of our Orange County crew, the OC Hooligans

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Manage a good side
No escape from mediocrity
Open your eyes
Look at the league table and see
I’m just a fat boy, I need no sympathy
Because I’m “easy come, easy go”
Long ball style, nice and slow
Anything the fans say, doesn’t really matter to me, to me

Roman, just killed your club
Put a legend out of work
Hired me in, the stupid berk
Roman, season had just begun
But now you’ve gone and thrown it all away
Roman, ooo
Your decisions make fans cry
If Torres starts ahead of Ba tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

Too late, I’ve fucked it up
You’ve realised that I’m shite
Team keeps losing all the time
Goodbye everybody – I’ve got to go
Gotta leave you all behind with Benayoun
Roman, ooo – (any way the wind blows)
I don’t want to go
I’d rather stay here laughing at you all

I see a little silhouette-o of a man
Scaramouche, scaramouche, will you do the Fernando

Thunderbolt and lightning — very, very frightening me
Emenalo, Emenalo,
Emenalo, Emenalo,
Emenalo, Ashley Cole — magnifico!

I’m just a fat bloke, nobody loves me
He’s just a fat bloke suffering from obesity
Spare our club from this monstrosity
Easy come easy go — will you make him go?
Malouda! No! We will not let him go! — Let him go!
Malouda! We will not let him go! — Let him go!
Malouda! We will not let him go! — Let me go!
Will not let him go! — Let him go! Never!
Never let him go! — Let him go!
Never let him go! — ooo

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Oh Emenalo, Emenalo, Emenalo! Let him go!
Ron Gourlay has a severence put aside for him!
for him!
for him!!

So you think you can stop me ruining your side
So you think you can stop me from stating the FACTs
Oh Gourlay — can’t do this to me, Gourlay
Just gotta get him out — just gotta get him right outta here

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Chelsea don’t matter
Anyone can see
Chelsea don’t matter
Chelsea don’t matter to me