Songs for (to target at) David Sullivan...

[stubbo]

Back in the day WHO was a force for creativity on this kind of thing....let's see what the community has in it's locker these days...

Here's line to start things off:

"Sullivan's a cսnt, he wears a Russian hat ...
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[Pub Bigot]

Short noncey bastard, you’re just a short noncey, short nonceeeeey bastard, short noncey bastard. 

David Hunt is his mate, he does his dirty work when he’s on the take. He lent the gangster a cheeky mill and the gangster stopped Real West Ham Fans Action Group. - Tune, Tom Hark.


allegedly. 


 

[Norvven Scumbag]

We don't want you here,
we don't want you here, 
Sulli you sex pest, 
we don't want you here. 

simple yet effective 

[Mike Oxsaw]

Two little scoundrels sitting on the board.
One is a shyster, the other is a fraud.
Fuck off shyster, fuck off fraud!
Don't come back we'll all applaud!

Inky, stinky, little Tsar,
You are like an Irish bar!
Very clear that you are fake,
Full of shit and on the make.

[eusebiovic]

[wils]

Whistle while you jeer!
That Sullivan's a queer.

This would never be acceptable and no supporters under 35 would back it up. That’s your target market gone if you really want to affect change.

Very much mistaken. The under 25 males are very right wing these days. The girls not so much. 

[Gank]

Whistle while you jeer!
That Sullivan's a queer.

This would never be acceptable and no supporters under 35 would back it up. That’s your target market gone if you really want to affect change.

[El Scorchio]

Sully, you're a cսnt
sully sully you're a cսnt

OI! Song thief!

[Sir Alf]

Mike great stuff. You were born too late for the music hall days otherwise you would be a famous songwriter   . Derek and Clive “esque”

[Mike Oxsaw]

Oh! What a barrow boy morning!
Oh, what a barrow boy day!
We've got a cսnt in the boardroom.
Who simply refuses to pay.

+++++

Whistle while you jeer!
That Sullivan's a queer.
And as for Brady,
She's no lady,
We want them right out of here!

+++++

Hey diddle diddle,
Sulli's on the fiddle,
His agents are over the moon;
Their players did say
"One final pay day!",
And the cash disappeared far too soon.

+++++

Oh, the grand old Duke of Short,
He bought ten thousand men;
He paid for them and were not what he thought,
So he sold them all again.

And when they were shit, they were shit,
And when they were crocked, they were crocked,
And when they were only on the bench
Their wages, they were docked.

+++++

Come on. people - East End folklore is crammed with sing-a-longs.

[Sir Alf]

Excellent efforts especially Pub Bigot and Mike. Made me chuckle.

Sullivan is such an embarassment to the club and its fans. Its like have Jimmy Saville or Gary Glitter as chairman and owner.

[Mad Dog]

Sully, you're a cսnt
sully sully you're a cսnt

[stubbo-admin]

I have to say, my nomination would certainly make the little cսnt uncomfortable, and would arouse interest from people outside of West Ham circles. 

If you read the alledged 'background' that's out there on him, if even a portion of that stacks up there's an excellent chance that when he pops his clogs, and the lawyers melt away, parallels to Al Fayed come to the fore very quickly...at which point you'll be very hard nosed to not feel for his offspring.  The allegations are out there to be found if you remotely look, and there's little in the way of counter argument or those singing the praises.

Reading Sacha Wall's account...and her alledged tales from industry insiders...he's alledgedly partial to the 'barely legal' (certainly in the past), and his new missus was running a vulnerable kids home which got shut down.  Could all be coincidence of course, but not a good look.

Just shows you that in this world if you've got enough money, and can grease enough palms, as well as lawyering up...you can behave in a way that most would find abhorrent, and the system will largely leave you alone until after your demise (even though the 'allegations' are all out there whilst you're still about).

Now, if there was a proper investigation, and it was all found out to be above board, I'd (along with many others) be the first to condemn the naysayers...but sadly just a little too much of it rings true.

All alledgedly of course.  Guess (hope) time will tell and the truth will out formally.

[Mike Oxsaw]

Lazy, Davy,
Fuck off, take Brady, too!
You're both crazy,
We're fucking sick of you!
You pair, we both disparage,
Just like a late miscarriage,
We'll raise a fart, when you depart
On a bicycle built for two!

[Pub Bigot]

I have to say, my nomination would certainly make the little cսnt uncomfortable, and would arouse interest from people outside of West Ham circles. 

[Mike Oxsaw]

He is the porno man and he can play,
(What can he play?)
He can play the pink oboe, the pink oboe, the pink oboe,
He can play the pink oboe,
And he's the porno man

He is the porno man and he can play,
(What can he play?)
He can play the sheriff's badge, the sheriff's badge, the sheriff's badge,
He can play the sheriff's badge,
And he's the porno man.

He is the porno man and he can play,
(What can he play?)
He can play the brown trombone, the brown trombone, the brown trombone,
He can play the brown trombone,
And he's the porno man.

pink oboe,
(pink oboe),
sheriff's badge
(sheriff's badge)
brown trombone,
(brown trombone),

And he can't play it straight.


Or

He is the porno man and he won't pay,
(What won't he play?)
He won't pay the going rate, till it's too late, the going rate,
He won't pay the going rate
And he's the porno man.

[Mike Oxsaw]

O-o-o-o-oh, You don't get us, we're West Ham United,
You don't get us, we're West Ham United,
You don't get us, we're West Ham United...


...and you're a short-arsed cսnt.

(Chorus courtesy of The Strawbs)

[simons]

You’re not fit to run this club.,,., 

basicslly over and over again. 

[Mad Dog]

This will have to be done by away fans as the home ones can only muster a couple of the following
Bubbles
Come on you irons
We are west ham's claret blue army (before the idiots in billy bonds stand speed up the clap)
And the occasional west ham are massive

[Monsieur merde de cheval]

Get your cock out for the lads
Get your cock out   for   the   lads.

Get your cock out
Get your cock out

​​​​Get your cock out for the lads
 

[Any Old Iron]

We Want Sullivan Out, We Want Sullivan Out

We Want Sullivan Out, We Want Sullivan Out

We Want Sullivan Out, We Want Sullivan Out

We Want Sullivan Out, We Want Sullivan Out

ad nauseum, until the fucker really gets the message.

[stubbo]

Sacha Wall Sacha Wall Sacha Wall to the tune of here we go. 

David’s Sullivan’s a wrong’un, he wears a wrong’uns hat, and when he saw Sacha Wall, he said I’m (use your imagination) that. They took him down to Loughton nick, but his lawyers got him out, but we all know the dirty secret and well shout it out. - To the tune of My Old Man’s a Dustman. 

For those that don't know what Pub is talking about:

https://istreemradio.com/the-sultan-of- ... has-story/

[eusebiovic]

[eusebiovic]

Charmless man is far too flattering for him..  

"Educated the expensive way
He knows his claret from his beaujolais"

He's not educated and he wouldn't know his claret from his skid marks in his pants.

Even spiv is flattering for him. He's right at the bottom. Vulgar, classless, tacky and seedy.  Lowest of the low.

Spot On! I thought the tune lends itself perfectly to some simple lyrical adaptation...those lines can be easily changed without disrupting the flow

[Pub Bigot]

Sacha Wall Sacha Wall Sacha Wall to the tune of here we go. 

David’s Sullivan’s a wrong’un, he wears a wrong’uns hat, and when he saw Sacha Wall, he said I’m (use your imagination) that. They took him down to Loughton nick, but his lawyers got him out, but we all know the dirty secret and well shout it out. - To the tune of My Old Man’s a Dustman. 

[wils]

Charmless man is far too flattering for him..  

"Educated the expensive way
He knows his claret from his beaujolais"

He's not educated and he wouldn't know his claret from his skid marks in his pants.

Even spiv is flattering for him. He's right at the bottom. Vulgar, classless, tacky and seedy.  Lowest of the low.