Песни болельщиков Манчестер Юнайтед
Come On You Reds — сингл 1994 года, записанный рок-группой «Status Quo» и посвященный футбольному клубу «Манчестер Юнайтед». Он впервые вошел в чарт синглов Великобритании 30 апреля 1994 года и оставался там на протяжении 15 недель, а две недели был 1 в чарте.История создания
Музыканты «Status Quo» решили взять за основу для песни свой сингл 1988 года «Burning Bridges», изменив лишь текст. Релиз сингла состоялся 25 апреля 1994 года, за четыре недели до финала Кубка Англии. Ко дню финала песня уже занимала первую строчку британских чартов и оставалась там на протяжении двух недель, после чего опустилась ниже, но оставалась в чарте в общей сложности 15 недель.
Интересно, что эта песня стала вторым и последним на данный момент синглом «Status Quo», занявшим первую строчку в британских чартах. Первым синглом, добившимся подобного успеха, стал «Down Down» в январе 1975 года.
Текст песни
Busby Babes they always made me cry
Thinkin' 'bout the teams of years gone by
Charlton, Edwards, Law and Georgie Best
We're United, — you can keep the rest.
Schmeichel, Parker, Pallister,
Irwin, Bruce, Sharpe and Ince,
Hughes, McClair, Keane and Cantona,
Robson, Kanchelskis and Giggs........
Припев
Come on you Reds
Come on you Reds
Just keep your bottle and use your heads
For ninety minutes we'll let them know
It's Man United — Here we go!
Come on you Reds
Come on you Reds
Just keep your bottle and use your heads
For ninety minutes we'll let them know
It's Man United — Here we go!
Glory, Glory Man United,
Glory, Glory Man United...
We'll maintain The Status Quo
Man United — Here we go!!!
So Old Trafford let us hear you loud
Cheer us on and we will do you proud,
50 000 voices sing our song
Keep us at the top where we belong
So here's to Alex Ferguson
He'll take us all the way,
We're on the road to glory now
Winning at home and away
Припев
Come on you Reds
Come on you Reds
The team that every defender dreads
We're The Devils in Red you know,
We're Man United — Here we go!
Come on you Reds
Come on you Reds
Just keep your bottle and use your heads
For ninety minutes we'll let them know
It's Man United — Here we go!
Man United — Here we go!
Man United — Here we go!!!
История
Болельщики «Манчестер Юнайтед» поют эту песню с 1980-х годов. В 1990-е годы она стала популярной среди болельщиков команд-конкурентов «Юнайтед», которые изменяли слова песни на «Who The Fuck Are Man United». С тех пор болельщики «Юнайтед» стали использовать измененный текст песни как иронический жест, обычно после гола, забитого команде-конкуренту или просто в любое время, когда команда выигрывает.
Журнал
Официальный журнал с клубными постерами также некоторое время назывался «Glory Glory Man United». Журнал традиционно ориентировался на детей (средний возраст читателей составлял 13 лет и 2 месяца), в противовес официальному журналу, «Manchester United» (теперь он называется «Inside United»), который ориентируется на взрослых в возрасте от 16 лет и старше. Первый выпуск журнала вышел в 1994 году. Журнал выходил раз в месяц, а в год получалось 13 выпусков.
Текст песни
Glory glory Man United,
Glory glory Man United,
Glory glory Man United,
As the Reds go marching on on on!
Just like the Busby Babes in days gone by,
We’ll keep the red flags flying high,
Your gonna see us all from far and wide,
Your gonna hear the masses sing with pride.
United, Man United,
We’re the boys in red and we're on our way to Wembley!
Wembley, Wembley,
We're the famous Man United and we're going to Wembley,
Wembley, Wembley,
We're the famous Man United and we're going to Wembley
In Seventy-Seven it was Docherty
Atkinson will make it Eighty-Three
And everyone will know just who we are,
They'll be singing que sera sera
United, Man United,
We’re the boys in red and we're on our way to Wembley!
Wembley, Wembley,
We're the famous Man United and we're going to Wembley,
Wembley, Wembley,
We're the famous Man United and we're going to Wembley
Glory glory Man United,
Glory glory Man United,
Glory glory Man United,
As the Reds go marching on on on! (x3)
Песня посвящена «Юнайтед Роуд» — дороге, которая проходит под Северной трибуной «Олд Траффорд», домашнего стадиона «Манчестер Юнайтед» .
Студийная запись песни звучит по громкоговорящей системе «Олд Траффорд» перед началом матчей. Болельщики исполняют лишь припев этой песни.
Полный текст (студийная версия)
I was born to be United,
Daddy told me, when I was just a baby;
When I was five, I went down Warwick Road;
Now I'm addicted to the only place I'll go
Припев
Take me home,
United Road,
To the place I belong,
To Old Trafford,
To see United,
Take me home, United Road
All my memories,
Bobby Charlton,
Georgie Best and Cantona,
They came to us from heaven;
Then in the Nou Camp in 1999,
On Sir Matt Busby's birthday,
Oh it was party time
Припев
I watch the Reds,
I feel the noise,
The crowd is roaring;
The Stretford End is singing
And the fans are going wild;
And when I'm gone I get a feeling
That I should've been home yesterday,
Yesterday, oh!
Припев x2
Оригинал:
U-N-I T-E-D,
United are the team for me,
With a knick-knack, paddywhack,
Give a dog a bone,
Why don't City fuck off home.
This old man, Tony Book,
Can he play football? Can he fuck,
With a knick-knack, paddywhack,
Give a dog a bone,
Why don't City fuck off home.
Franny Lee, Franny Lee,
Franny Lee has got V.D.
With a knick-knack, paddywhack,
Give a dog a bone,
Why don't City fuck off home.
Lee bummed Bell, Bell bummed Lee,
Lee and Bell bummed Summerbee,
With a knick-knack, paddywhack,
Give a dog a bone,
Why don't City fuck off home.
Перевод:
Ю - Н - АЙ - Т - Е - Д,
«Юнайтед» это моя команда,
Когда Ник-Нэк-Пэдди-Вэк,
Дают собаке кость,
Почему бы «Сити» не убираться домой.
Когда болельщики поют эту песню во время матчей, «Сити» часто заменяют названием команды, против которой «Юнайтед» играет в данный момент.
The Flowers of Manchester. Это дань памяти жертвам авиакатострофы 1968 года, когда погибли 8 игроков команды. The Flowers of Manchester - песня группы The Spinners, посвященная той трагедии.
One cold and bitter Thursday in Munich, Germany,
Eight great football stalwarts conceded victory,
Eight men who will never play again who met destruction there,
The flowers of English football, the flowers of Manchester
Matt Busby's boys were flying, returning from Belgrade,
This great United family, all masters of their trade,
The Pilot of the aircraft, the skipper Captain Thain,
Three times they tried to take off and twice turned back again.
The third time down the runaway, disaster followed close,
There was a slush upon that runaway and the aircraft never rose,
It ploughed into the marshy ground, it broke, it overturned.
And eight of the team were killed as the blazing wreckage burned.
Roger Byrne and Tommy Taylor who were capped for England's side.
And Ireland's Billy Whelan and England's Geoff Bent died,
Mark Jones and Eddie Colman, and David Pegg also,
They all lost their lives as it ploughed on through the snow.
Big Duncan he went to, with an injury to his frame,
And Ireland's brave Jack Blanchflower will never play again,
The great Matt Busby lay there, the father of his team
Three long months passed by before he saw his team again.
The trainer, coach and secretary, and a member of the crew,
Also eight sporting journalists who with United flew,
and one of them was Big Swifty, who we'll ne'er forget,
the finest English 'keeper that ever graced the net.
Oh, England's finest football team its record truly great,
its proud successes mocked by a cruel turn of fate.
Eight men will never play again, who met destruction there,
the flowers of English football, the flowers of Manchester
Но песни болельщиков МЮ самые классные!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
See I will
Always
Love the Reds so much
We are the team nobody else can touch
United
I love them
They're the only team I like
The other ones are shite
And now I'm gunna tell you how I feel
Fuck Peter Kenyon and Abramovich
Fuck you Mourinho you son of a bitch
Fuck Kevin Keegan and fuck Brandon Lee
Fuck Steve McClaren and fuck Man City
Fuck Leeds United you're down in your day
Fuck Norman Hunter and fuck Eddie Gray
Fuck Everton and fuck you Liverpool
Fuck all you Scousers 'cause Manchester rule
Ronaldo, van Nistelrooy play for the baddest team
With Ferdinand and super Roy Keane
Silvestre and Ryan Giggs we've never looked so bad
Dressed in red, white, and black
We don't give a damn about no one else
Fuck Peter Kenyon and Abramovich
Fuck you Mourinho you son of a bitch
Fuck Kevin Keegan and fuck Brandon Lee
Fuck Steve McClaren and fuck Man City
Fuck Arsène Wenger and fuck Arsenal too
Fuck all the Cockneys we fucking hate you
Fuck Everton and fuck you Liverpool
Fuck all you Scousers 'cause Manchester rule
Rule rule United (4x)
Now I hate the Scousers and I hate Liverpool
They're fucking shite and United rule
And Chelsea who do you think you are
It's been 50 long years
It's gunna end in tears
You'll never be as big as Man United
Fuck Barcelona and fuck Real Madrid
I've loved United since I was a kid
Fuck Bayern Munich and AC Milan
Fuck Deportivo and Vasco De G