Balo's on fire

Your defense is terrified

Balo's on fire

Your defense is terrified

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na

With Stars and Stripes upon my chest

These are men, America's best

Mexico will lose today

Dos a Cero, U-S-A

Ooooooooh

Suck that eagle dick, bitch

Ooooooooh

Suck that eagle dick, bitch

Duh duh duh duh duh duh Chris-tian Pul-i-sic

Duh duh duh duh duh duh Chris-tian Pul-i-sic

Ooooooooohhhhh Weston McKennie

Ooooooooohhhhh Weston McKennie

We've got Tim Ream, Super Timmy Ream

I just don't think you understand

He's Pochettino's man

He's older than your gran

We've got Super Timmy Ream

You're Sergiño Dest

Better than all the rest

Better than anyone

Anyone I've ever met

Tsamina mina, eh, eh

Waka waka, eh, eh

Balogun, he scores again

We stole him from England

Don't call his name, Don't call his name

Alejandro

He's not your man, He's not your man

Alejandro

He left El Tri, he joined the Yanks

Told all of Mexico no thanks

Don't call his name, Don't call his name

Alejandro

Alejandro, Alejandrooooooooo

Ale-Alejandro, Ale-Alejandrooooo

Alejandro, Alejandrooooooooo

Ale-Alejandro, Ale-Alejandrooooo

And if you want beef then bring the ruckus

USA ain't nothing ta fuck with

Vamos Estados Unidos

Esta noche tenemos que ganar

Why is the ball round?

Why is the ball round?

I thought this was football.

Why is the ball round?

Our health care is bad.

Our leaders are worse.

But in group D

we're coming in first.

If the U.S. wins, you'll call it soccer.

Oh if the U.S. wins, you'll call it soccer.

Oh if we win the game, you'll change the fucking name.

Oh if the U.S. wins, you call it soccer.

Oh oh oh

Oh oh oh

Oh oh oh

U-S-A

Country roads, take me home

To the place I belong

West Virginia, mountain mama

Take me home, country roads

Balo, Balo, Balo, can't you see?

Sometimes your moves just hypnotize me

And we just love the way you play

Bangin' in goals for the U-S-A

Come on US score a goal it's really fucking simple

Put the ball into the net and we'll go fucking mental

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na

He's red white and blue

Said fuck the kangaroos

We've got Christian Pulisic

He scores with his dick

He's really fucking quick

We've got Christian Pulisic

Oh when the Yanks

Go marching in

I want to be in that number

When the Yanks go marching in

We love ya, we love ya, we love ya

And where you go we'll follow, we'll follow, we'll follow

Cuz we support the U.S., the U.S., the U.S.

And that's the way we like it, we like it, we like it

Oh Oooh Ooooohhhhhhhh

Oh Oooh Ooooohhhhhhhh

Oh Oooh Ooooohhhhhhhh

Oh Oooh Ooooohhhhhhhh

When I see the U.S., I go out of my head

I just can't get enough, I just can't get enough

All the things you do to me and all the things you say

I just can't get enough, I just can't get enough

We slip and slide as we fall in love

And I just can't seem to get enough of

Do do do do do do do do do do do

Come on U.S.

Olé Olé Olé Olé

USA...all the way

Stand up if your schools are safe.

Stand up if your school's are safe.

Stand up!

Dale, dale, dale USA

Dale, dale, dale USA

Dale USA

Na na na nananana, nannana

Tim Ream

Na na na nananana, nannana

Tim Ream

I wish we played football

I wish we played football

But we play soccer

And we’re just awful

You’re not Belgium,

You’re not Belgium,

We may just stand a chance

We may just stand a chance

Neil Diamond’s American

Neil Damond’s American

You steal his tunes

But he’s American

John Denver is ours,

John Denver is ours,

Keep your Oasis,

John Denver is ours

USA came to town,

Riding on a donkey

Actually scored a goal

How’s that for some Yankees?

Hey (Goalie's name) you're not a sieve, you're a funnel.

Hey (Gn) you're not a funnel, you're a vacuum.

Hey (Gn) you're not a vacuum, you're a black hole.

Hey (Gn) you're not a black hole,

YOU JUST SUCK! YOU JUST SUCK!

He fingered your mum, he fingered your mum.

Jeffrey Epstein, he fingered your mum.

Yankee Doodle came to town

To play your team and they went down

And we got up up up

And they went down down down

And we got up up up

Usa USA USA

Carry on Flo Balogun

There'll be goals when you are done

Every time he gets the ball

We're gonna score some more

Ricardo... Pepi...

He's our Texan scoring genius

With a twenty four inch penis

Scoring all our goals

Bellend by his toes.

Bosnian boys are on a bender, Donald Trump is a sex offender.

Bosnian boys are on a bender, Donald Trump is a sex offender.

He's here!

He's there!

He's every-fucking-where!

Tyler Adams

Spend my Dollar

(ON BEER!)

Parked in a holler 'neath the mountain moonlight

(USA!)

Hold 'er up tight

(AGAINST THE WALL!)

Make a little lovin'

(ALL NIGHT!)

A little turtle dovin' on a Mason-Dixon night

(FUCK ENGLAND!)

Fits my life

(AND CANADA!)

Oh so right

(AND EL TRI TOO!)

My Dixieland Delight

And here's to you, Jedi Robinson

Yankees love you more than you will know

Whoa oh oh

God bless you please, Jedi Robinson

Pochettino always said that you could play

Hey hey hey

Everywhere we go (Everywhere we go)

People wanna know (People wanna know)

Who we are (Who we are)

So we tell them (So we tell them)

We are the US (We are the US)

The mighty, mighty US

We are the US (We are the US)

The mighty, mighty US

On the field, on the field,

Send the word, send the word, on the field—

That the Yanks are scoring, the stands are roaring,

The drums keep drumming till they yield!

​Take the shot, many shots!

Send the word, send the word to the spot—

We'll be winning, the Yanks are winning,

And we won't stop singing till it's over on the field!

Ohhhhhhhhh

Oh

Oh-oh-oh

Ohhhhhhhhh

Oh

Oh-oh-oh

Boom boom clap

Boom boom clap

Boom boom clap

U-S-A

Gio, Gio, Gio

Wears number seven like Cristiano

He goes left, he goes right

He scores golazos all night

He's America's soccer hero!

With you, our love is never-ending

90 minutes was only the beginning

United as one, we sing for you

We can conquer anything together

Red, white, and blue is forever

US til I die, we follow you

Whoa-oh-oh-oh

Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Whoa-oh-oh-oh

Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Glory to the U.S.

Oh we are the U.S.

Glory to the U.S.

Here we go

Ohhh U-S-A

Ohhh U-S-A

Ohhh U-S-A

Shots, shots, shots, shots

Shots, shots, shots, shots

Everybody

When I root

I root for the U.S.

When I root

I root for the U.S.

Hey, come on USA

Ole, ole

Hey, come on USA

Ole, ole

Flo Ba-lo-gun (bah bah bah)

Your goals always look so good (So good, so good, so good)

I've been inclined

To believe that we will win...Now I know

Do do do, do do do do do

Do do do, do do do do do