(Shouted, crowd noise)
Emirates… it’s happening again…
Bottlejobs!
Yeah, just bottlejobs
Every single year we bottle it
It’s just bottlejobs
Title decider ‘gainst Manchester City
We bottled it
Haaland scored it
Yeah!
Ball is on the wing, we gotta hold
Drop deep, defend, try to take control
So many chances, but nothing to show
There’s only one way this thing’s gonna go
Oh no… Arteta’s screaming, “Park the fucking bus!”
Haramball activated — now it’s all or bust
Ten men behind the ball, smelling fear
Saka trapped, Ødegaard disappears
Rice running nowhere, we’re under siege
While City’s machine just does as they please
Then Pep starts grinning on the sideline
Brings out the classics, it’s masterclass time
False nine dropping, tiki-taka flow
Old-school Pep Guardiola stealing the show
Bottlejobs!
Yeah, just bottlejobs
Every single year we bottle it
It’s just bottlejobs
Title decider ‘gainst Manchester City
We bottled it
Haaland scored it
Yeah!
Late sub coming, Arteta in full panic
“Haramball forever!” — now it’s straight-up tragic
Long balls flying, every cross a knife
Ramsdale praying for his life
We went full bunker, no way out
Pep just laughs and turns the screw about
Full press, high line, inverted fullbacks spinning
Rodri pulling strings, Doku doing the killing
Speed on the wing, cutting us apart
We tried to Haramball our way to glory
But ended up with the same old story
(slower, building)
We had the lead… we had the hope…
Then Haaland rose and gave us the rope
One header, one roar, the whole stadium shook
Arsenal bottlejobs — go and write it in the book
Bottlejobs! (Bottlejobs!)
Yeah, just bottlejobs
Every fucking year we bottle it
It’s just bottlejobs
Biggest game against City
We bottled it
Haaland got it
Again!
Haramball failed… Pep laughed last
Fourtuple dreams dying fast
Bottlejobs forever — this pain never passed
Bottlejobs… yeah…
(fading chant: “Bottle-jobs! Bottle-jobs!”)
