"MyLord likes this"
Get it right then,,
My mate wrote the lyrics to H.E.I.T.S.,in 1970, here they are,
(the cleaned up version)
As i walked down to Villa Park one dark and dusty day,
I spied a poor city fan a running far away
I said to this poor city fan it looks like you might die
He said i know `cause i`ve just seen Holte Enders in the sky
Yippee eye aye, Yippee eye ohh, Holte Enders in the sky,
Now he ran down the terraces and then towards the gate
little did he know death was to be his fate
he had one more short hour to live and then he`d hear the cry
that every city fan does fear , Holte Enders in the sky,
Yippee eye aye, Yippee eye ohh, Holte Enders in the sky,
Their fists where just like granite and their pockets full of lead,
and when they catch a city fan, you know he`ll end up dead
`cause Villa fans rule Birmingham and city fans know why,
the`ve all heard and th`ve all seen Holte Enders in the sky,
Yippee eye aye, Yippee eye ohh, Holte Enders in the sky