Let me tell you a story of a wanker,
who was named Christian Purslow,
he conspired with two Yank bastards,
and brought our club to new lows.
He lied to the players and the fans,
took them all for a jolly good ride,
he did it all with a deceiving straight face,
no-one knew he was on the other side.
As he slowly showed his true colours,
sacking our beloved Spanish guide,
he worked with the Chelsea rent-boy Broughton,
and paced up our club's downward slide.
But now the fans are up in arms,
against the conspiring bastard,
they have exposed his lies and misdealings,
and shown him as a proper turd.
Ooohhh, I'm a SOS member,
I come from the Spion Kop,
I like to sing, I like to shout,
but it's been subdued quite a lot.
I support the team,
that plays in Red,
a team that we all know,
a team that we call Liverpool,
and hope it'll survive such lows.
We've won the league, we've won the Cup,
we've been to Europe too,
but with these c*nts at our club,
we won't be winning anytime soon.