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Bazza's a hooligan, through and through,
And he's got some things that he loves to do,
Like eat pie and mash, and drink ale and stout,
And cheer on his team, with a mighty shout.
But there's one thing that Bazza can't stand,
And that's all the migrants in his homeland,
They come with their customs and their strange foods,
And they make old London not feel like it used to.
Bazza misses the days of fish and chips,
And roast beef with gravy on the side,
He doesn't want curry, or kebabs, or rice,
He wants a good old English meal, nice and sliced.
So here's to Bazza, and his favorite foods,
And his least favorite migrants, with their foreign moods,
He'll stick to his pie and mash, and his ale and stout,
And he'll keep cheering on his team, with a mighty shout.
