Drinking songs

Downing Drink Song

Why was she born so beautiful

Why was she born at all

Shes no f*****g use to anyone

Shes no f*****g use at all

She ought to be publicly shat on

She ought to be publicly shot

She ought to be hung, drawn and quartered

And left to f*****g rot!

Get it down to the warrior!

Get it down to the warrior!

Chief Chief Chief Chief......

Manchester Poly

With an M and an A and an N C H

And an E and an S and a T E R

With a P and O and an L and a Y

We are the Manchester Poly!

From the shores of the East to the shores of the West

There's a rumour going round that we are the best

But we're not too clever and we're not too sure

So we'll ask the advice of the club wh***

Oh Polytechnic

Oh Polytechnic, when will we see your like again

We'll fight and die for

To be a poly again

And stand against them (Against who?)

Proud Uni's armies

And send them homeward to think again

But those are gone now

And in the past

We must remain

And we shall still rise up

To be a Poly again

And stand against them (against who?)

The Uni's armies (w**k***)

And send them homeward

To spank again

You fill up my senses

You fill up my senses

Like a curry in Rusholme

Like a gang fight in Mosside

Like a Haji's kebab (kebab, kebab)

Like a night in Manchester

Like a beer in the Union

Oh Manchester Poly, come thrill me again, again, again