Heroes & Villains, the Aston Villa fanzine
Heroes & Villains => Heroes Discussion => Topic started by: dalians umbrella on January 22, 2016, 03:57:02 PM
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To the tune of Smoke on the Water:
Bunn Bunn Bunn
Bunn Bunn Be - Bunn
Bunn Bunn Bunn
Bunn Bunn.
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oi why aren't u singing along!!!!
cant remember the words :)
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How about to the tune of the Dragnet TV show?
Bunn BunnBunn Bunn
Bunn BunnBunn Bunn Buuuuunnnnn
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Or Jaws?
Bun bun bun bun bun bun bun bun
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Welcome to the House of Bunn
Now he's come of age
Welcome to the Lion's Den
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Bunnder Bunnder Bunnder Bunnder Cats!
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Bunn baby Bunn, Disco Inferno!
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Here comes Mark Bunn,
Do do do doo
Here comes Mark Bunn
And we say
He's alright.
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Sung by Brad Guzan
There is a goal in Villa Park
Now kept by Mark Bunn
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God, I know I'm one
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"There must be some kind of way out of here, "
Said the joker to the thief,
"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.
Business men – they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None of them along the line
Know what any of it is worth."
"No reason to get excited, "
The thief – he kindly spoke,
"There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I we've Bunn through that
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hour's getting late."
All along the watchtower
Princess kept their view
While all the women came and went
Bare-foot servants too
Outside in the cold distance
A wild cat did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl, hey.
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We had joy, we had fun (!)
We had seasons with Mark Bunn
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No point debating, everyone just sings Holte Enders In The Sky continuously these days.
Long gone are the days when every player had their own song that the crowd would lovingly sing pre-match and at times of individual excitement on the pitch.
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No point debating, everyone just sings Holte Enders In The Sky continuously these days.
Long gone are the days when every player had their own song that the crowd would lovingly sing pre-match and at times of individual excitement on the pitch.
Nobody really worth singing about though is there? We haven't got an exciting player like Ashley Young, a proper midfielder like Barry or Milner, or even a cult hero like Carew.
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Bun, bun bun bun bun bun bun bun bun bun (to the formula 1 theme tune)
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Nobody really worth singing about though is there? We haven't got an exciting player like Ashley Young, a proper midfielder like Barry or Milner, or even a cult hero like Carew.
Longing for the days when Lerner was buying the team, rather than selling it?
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Bunn diddly um diddly um diddly um diddly um Buuuun!
Bunn diddly um diddly um diddly um diddly um, bu' Bunn Bunn Buuuun!
Bonanza!
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"There must be some kind of way out of here, "
Said the joker to the thief,
"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.
Business men – they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None of them along the line
Know what any of it is worth."
"No reason to get excited, "
The thief – he kindly spoke,
"There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I we've Bunn through that
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hour's getting late."
All along the watchtower
Princess kept their view
While all the women came and went
Bare-foot servants too
Outside in the cold distance
A wild cat did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl, hey.
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There's only one current bunn.
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To the tune of Smoke on the Water:
Bunn Bunn Bunn
Bunn Bunn Be - Bunn
Bunn Bunn Bunn
Bunn Bunn.
Hope that 'some stupid with a flare gun' doesn't try to get into the Smethwick End tomorrow!
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To the tune of Smoke on the Water:
Bunn Bunn Bunn
Bunn Bunn Be - Bunn
Bunn Bunn Bunn
Bunn Bunn.
I think I've got the melody down, but I keep forgetting the words
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Welcome to the House of Bunn
Clean sheets are on their way
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Aston Villa, it's been a long cold lonely season
Aston Villa, it feels like years since we've won here
Here comes Mark Bunn (do do do doo), here comes Mark Bunn
And I say he's all right
Remi Garde, the smiles returning to our faces
Remi Garde, it seems like years since you came here
Here comes Mark Bunn (do do do doo), here comes Mark Bunn
And I say he's all right
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Welcome to the House of Bunn
Clean sheets are on their way
Haha, that makes it sound like Guzan shit the bed.
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As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I take a look at my life and realize there's none left
'Cause I've been brassing and laughing so long that
Even my mamma thinks that my mind is gone
But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it
Me be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of
You better watch how you talking, and where you walking
Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk
I really hate to trip but I gotta lope
As they croak I see myself in the pistal smoke fool
I'm the kinda G that little homies want to be like
On my knees in the night, saying prayers in the street light
They been spending most their lives living in the Mark Bunn paradise
They been spending most their lives living in the Mark Bunn paradise
We keep spending most our lives living in the Mark Bunn paradise
We keep spending most our lives living in the Mark Bunn paradise
They got the situation, they got me facing
I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the strip
So I gotta be down with the hood team
Too much television watching got me chasing dreams
I'm a educated fool with money on my mind
Got my ten in my hand and a gleam in my eye
I'm a loped out gangsta set trippin banger
And my homies is down so gonna rouse my anger fool
Death aint nothing but a heart beat away
I'm living life do or die, what can I say
I'm twenty three never will I live to see 24
The way things is going I don't know
Tell me why are we so blind to see
That the ones we hurt are you and me.
They been spending most their lives living in the Mark Bunn paradise
They been spending most their lives living in the Mark Bunn paradise
We keep spending most our lives living in the Mark Bunn paradise
We keep spending most our lives living in the Mark Bunn paradise
Power and the money, money and the power
Minute after minute, hour after hour
Everybody's running, but half of them ain't looking
What's going on in the kitchen, but I don't know what's cooking
They say I've got to learn but nobody's here to teach me
If they can't understand it, how can they reach me
I guess they can't
I guess they won't
I guess they front
That's why I know my life is out of luck fool
They been spending most their lives living in the Mark Bunn paradise
They been spending most their lives living in the Mark Bunn paradise
We keep spending most our lives living in the Mark Bunn paradise
We keep spending most our lives living in the Mark Bunn paradise
Tell me why are we so blind to see
That the ones we hurt are you and me.
Tell me why are we so blind to see
That the ones we hurt are you and me.
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Hot cross buns?
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Or Jaws?
Bun bun bun bun bun bun bun bun
Having a lie-in after being on piss at a dinner party with friends. Just woken She-who-must-be-obeyed up laughing.
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To the horn section of '(Papa's Got a Brand-New) Pigbag', Pigbag.
Bunn, Bunn, Bunn, Bunn,
Bunn, Bunn, Bunn, Bunn,
Bunn, Bunn, Bunn, Bunn,
Bunn, Bunn, Bunn, Bunn,
Bunn, Bunn, Bunn, Bunn,
Bunn, Bunn, Bunn, Bunn,
Bunn
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We had joy, we had fun (!)
We had seasons with Mark Bunn
I like that one, firmly in the 'so crap it's hilarious' section.
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We had joy, we had fun (!)
We had seasons with Mark Bunn
But the fun, could not endure
Now we're playing at Turf Moor
Might need a bit of work that one.
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We had joy, we had fun (!)
We had seasons with Mark Bunn
But the fun, could not endure
Now we're playing at Turf Moor
Might need a bit of work that one.
The lyrics are fine, there's no problem there.
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(Jonah Lewie)
Bunn a Bunn a Bunn, Bunn
Bunn a Bunn a Bunn
Bunn a Bunn, Bunn, Bunn, a Bunn
Bunn a Bunn a Bunn
Wish You'd Been in Goal at Christmas
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"There must be some kind of way out of here, "
Said the joker to the thief,
"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.
Business men – they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None of them along the line
Know what any of it is worth."
"No reason to get excited, "
The thief – he kindly spoke,
"There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I we've Bunn through that
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hour's getting late."
All along the watchtower
Princess kept their view
While all the women came and went
Bare-foot servants too
Outside in the cold distance
A wild cat did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl, hey.
Superb.
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Guzan's Lament:
I've played out my role,
I've even been out walking.
They tell me that it helps
But I know when I'm beaten.
All mixed up inside,
I want to run but I can't hide,
However much we try,
We can't escape the truth and the fact is
Don't matter what I do
Don't matter what I do
Don't matter what I do
Don't matter what I do
Don't matter what I do
Cuz I end up conceding two.
In my mind different voices call
What once was a pleasure is now pain for us all
In my heart only shadows fall
I once stood proud now I feel so small
Don't know whether to laugh or cry
Long Mark Bunn has just passed me by.
Shooby-dooby, dooby-de-dropped etc.
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Who put the Bunn
In the Bunn bah Bunn bah Bunn?
Who put Guzan
In the rama lama ding dong?
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(Jonah Lewie)
Bunn a Bunn a Bunn, Bunn
Bunn a Bunn a Bunn
Bunn a Bunn, Bunn, Bunn, a Bunn
Bunn a Bunn a Bunn
Wish You'd Been in Goal at Christmas
A bit unseasonal but superb none the less.
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I'm crying with laughter at some of these.
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Bunn Bunn,
Bunn Bunn Bunn,
Bunn Bunn Bunn,
Bunn Bunn,
There's No Guzan!
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Tra-la-la, tra-la-la!
Tra-la-la, tra-la-la!
Tra-la-la, tra-la-la!
Tra-la-la, tra-la-la
Four Bunnana three Bunnana two Bunnana one
All Bunnanas heading for relegation
Passing like donkeys pointing up the park
Bacuna, Westwood, Richards and Clark.
Tra-la-la, tra-la-la!
Tra-la-la, tra-la-la!
Tra-la-la, tra-la-la!
Tra-la-la, tra-la-la!
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I note that my sensible suggestion of a Bunn song has been turned into a matter for laughter.
It is at times like this, that I'm reminded of the words of Stan Collymore and / or Mrs. Doyle.
Supporters are just a bunch of supporters all supporting.
And players are just a bunch of players, all playing football.
Anyway, if you can't beat them, join them, Salt 'n Pepa style:
"I see other goalies catching balls, like I wish you would.
So catch it.
Bunn.
Bunn Bunn Bunn Bunn.
Catch it good.
Bunn.
Bunn Bunn Bunn Bunn.
Catch it real good!
Bunn Bunn Bunn Bunn Bunnn.
Bunn Bunn Bunn Bunn Bunnn.
Bunn Bunn Bunn Bunn Bunnn."
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Girls just wanna have Bunn
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(Jonah Lewie)
Bunn a Bunn a Bunn, Bunn
Bunn a Bunn a Bunn
Bunn a Bunn, Bunn, Bunn, a Bunn
Bunn a Bunn a Bunn
Wish You'd Been in Goal at Christmas
Crying laughing at this one
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Bunn!!!!
Ah-ahhhh!
Saviour of the universe!!!
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I'm in love with Cissokho (repeat)
Link here because it won't embed:
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To the tune of "We've only just begun"
He's only just picked Bunn
In goal
Got a safe pair of hands
He's reassured the fans
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Find out what he's singing here and then sing it to him as he runs towards the Holte End.
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As Bunn seems to prefer punching, rather than catching, crosses... how about:
One a penny, Two a penny,
Hot Cross Bunn
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I'm in love with Cissokho (repeat)
Link here because it won't embed:
;D
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Bunn, singular sensation
Every little step he takes,
Bunn, thrilling combination
Every move that he makes
One catch and suddenly Brad Guzan will not do
You know you'll never be one-down with you know who...
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Ooh-eeh, ooh-ah-ah, ting, tang, walla-walla-Bunn-Bunn
Ooh-eeh, ooh-ah-ah, tingtangwallawallaBunnBuuuunnn