For week four of The Chad Medal in hiatus I give you Port Power/Magpies?( have the fucknuts decided who they are these days, they've got more multiple personality issues than Michael Slater) to the tune of AC/DC's Thunderstruck.
Knobs from Port
Cling to memories of glory way back ( Magpies )
Now their bound
For the shitheap there's no turning back ( Bankrupt )
Club disgraced
Who's to blame, no surely not you ( Scapegoat )
And we knew
There'd be excuses, fucken boohoo ( Get Fucked )
Rucci's bumchums
You hear his bleeding heart
Someone get some guns
Blow that prick apart
Rucci's an arsefuck
Port travelled the highway
To meet with that Demetriou clown
The meetings nexus, the nexus
Was you cunts are done
Sooky lala girls
You can't blame the SANFL this time
Your fans are all tools, admin are fools
Players are shit, time, to shut the blinds
Now the club's on its knees
Tredders won't give you monies
To the scrapheap you're consigned
Port's shit, out of luck, out of luck
Hehehe out of luck
Shit out of luck
Don't wanna hear your pleas
You wharfie feral disease
Chad arsefuck, Kane arsefuck
Choco yeah a dumbfuck
Haysman arsefuck, hehehe
If you'd run your club right
You still would be fine
Now we'll take delight
In your club's decline
( No spine )
Port you suck, hehehe
Fuck a duck, football upchuck, lame fucken duck
Port your club has come unstuck
We don't give a fuck, give a fuck
Wallow in your muck, tough luck
Port you're a clusterfuck
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