Found this earlier, I think its bloody brilliant
I know we've got to move but this little ditty gave a load of reasons not to go try this out for size
Song for Goodison Park
Don't want to go to Kirkby
Don't want to go to Speke
Don't want to go from all we know
In dear old Gwladys Street
We don't need a Tesco's, at our football club
All we want is to go to the match after being in the pub
We'll miss the hot dog vendors, the programme sellers to
The coppers nark and Stanley Park, and all that means to you
We've got all the history going back over all those years
The players in the Wilmslow supping down their beers
There's the statue of Dixie the best there's ever been
A giant of player in blue and white was dear old Dixie Dean
The ghosts of players from years ago walk round Goodison Park
Labby Vernon, Elisa Scott playing in the dark
Championships have been won there and we've paraded the cup
But now it seems we're packing our bags and we're on the up
Please Mr Kenwright don't take this away from us
It'll mean us Evertonian's having to get another bus
We could get the train out there, way out in the sticks
Where fields replace the houses and the corporation bricks
Blues have spread the ashes, of loved ones on the grass
Bring them to Goodison after the requiem mass
They now form the choir cheering the greats from up above
Such is the history of our fantastic football club
Don't want to go to Kirkby
Don't want to go to Speke
Don't want to go from all we know
In dear old Gwladys Street
