Songs for Højlund

Haaland, HaalandHøjlund, Højlund
He's a blue red, just like his dad Fred
Now he's at the Etihad Old Traff-ed
Ha-Ha-Ha-Haaland, hey Hoy-Hoy-Hoy-Højlund, Oi!

Haaland, Haaland Højlund, Højlund
Came to us from Germany Atlanta
He's here to win the Champions League Europa
Ha-Ha-Ha-Haaland, hey Hoy-Hoy-Hoy-Højlund, Oi!

Haaland, HaalandHøjlund, Højlund
Yorkshire Copenhagen born, NorwegianDanish lad
Roy Keane tried to killdoesn't know his dad
Ha-Ha-Ha-Haaland, hey Hoy-Hoy-Hoy-Højlund, Oi!
This
 
And Højlund score 500 goals
And Højlund score 500 more.
Just to be the man who scored a 1000 goals
And made Old Trafford soar.
 
To the tune of best day of our lives by Queen

Those were the days of our lives
Goals and assists were so few
These days are all gone, now that our striker's good
When I look
And I found
Rasmus Hojlund
 
I want to come up with a song to the tune of Rasputin by Boney M. Got to be something starting with "Ra Ra Rasmus"
...
 
I love Hojlund
Hojlund loves me
We are all the United family
When the great big Dane hits the back of the net
That will make the opposition fans upset
 
Who's that Dane from Atalanta?
Who's that Dane that's bound to score?
Rasmus Hojlund is his name,
Our Viking who can't be tamed,
And you won't be fearing Haaland anymore
 
Ras-muuuuuus
Saviour of our season!

Ras-muuuuuus
He's simply unstoppable!

To the Flash Gordon Theme Song by Queen
 
He was a striker, scored a goal
And Højlund was his name-o
Høj-lund, Høj-lund
And Højlund was his name-o

*moshpit starts, beers in the air, a dog is kicked*
the dog is kicked by accident I must stress
 
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He's been watching
He's been waiting
In the shadows for his time
He's been searching
He's been living
For tomorrow until Martial starts
 
Asked ChatGPT. It came up with several including:

Today is gonna be the day,
That Rasmus Højlund lights the way,
By now you should've somehow seen,
Our Danish star in red and green,
And all the goals he's gonna score,
Will make us sing forevermore!


What a git.
 
Run Højlund, run Højlund, run, run, run
This kid is scoring goals for fun, fun, fun
He'll get by your defence that's no lie
So run Højlund, run Højlund, run, run, run

It's so bad I kinda like it. :D
 
First off, feck your bitch and the clique you claim
Westside when we ride, come equipped with game
You claim to be a player but I fecked your wife
We bust on Bad Boy we fecked for life
Plus, Puffy tryin' to see me weak hearts I rip
Biggie Smalls and Junior M.A.F.I.A. some mark-ass bitches. Holjund.
 
Come on Rasmus Hojlund,
Score some goals for the Stretty,
We'll go wild wild wild

To the tune of that banger from Wilfried Bony.

 
Just sing the Rasmus:

‘I’ve been watching,
I’ve been waiting,
For this transfer,
All my liiiiiife’
I came to post this, but I’d go with these lyrics.

I’ve been watching,
I’ve been cheering,
Rasmus Højlund ,
Since half time,
We’ve been searching
For a striker
Who can finish
All my liiiiife :D
 
Hoooojlund wherever you may be,
Comes from the land of iced pastries,
Could be worse, could play for City,
115 allegations just to win the league.

This is fun.
 
Another from ChatGPT:


Come on, Hojlund!
Oh, we cheer (Loud and clear)
At this moment,
You're our atmosphere.
With you in the team,
Our dreams we redeem,
Victory's in sight,
Oh, come on, Hojlund!
 
To the tune of The King of Rock and Roll - Prefab Sprout

La la la la la etc

From Atlanta to Sturm Graz,
He's been tearing up the grass,
Smashing in goal after goal,
Believe me

Now he's come to play in red,
Scoring goals at the Stretford End,
The greatest Dane we've ever had,
Sorry Pete

Haaland who?
Nunez who?
Here comes Rasmus

Hoijlund

Chorus:
Goals goals, goals and goals
Rasmus Hoijlund
Goals goals, goals and goals
Rasmus Hoijlund
 
Going old school:

One, and here comes the two to the three and four
Hojlund has them beat and has the score
Lay dynamics up the top like Roonay
Make it look smooth and he'll later make you pay
Lukaku ate well, so that he went to hell
Mason? Don't talk about it, no not even a little bit
Nothing like Sancho, get it?
The playstation's at home as Hojlund's with it
Let the Danish take you, shake it cause he slays you
Bruno makes the space in the box that he scores through
Go in like Cantona, don't give a stuff
And he saves the day cause Hoylund's funky enough
 
Baby, when I met you there was peace unknown
I set out to get you with a fine tooth comb
I was soft inside
There was something going on

You do something to me that I can't explain
Hold me closer and I feel no pain
Every beat of my heart
We got something going on

Ten Hag's love is blind
It requires a dedication
All this love we feel needs no conversation
We ride it together, ah ha
Making love with each other, ah ha

Højlund's in the team
That is where we are
Sofyan in midfield
How can we be wrong?
Sail away with me
To another world
And we rely on each other, ah ha
From one lover to another, ah ha
 
Tune of Singing in the Rain

We’re singing for the Dane,
We’re singing for the Dane,
What a glorious feeling,
It’s Hojlund again.
 
Hojlund, Hojlund
It’s up the league we go
Met PSG, said not for me
Hojlund, Hojlund
 
Holding out for a Hero
Where have all the strikers gone and where are all the goals?
Where's our own Romario, to fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a hero here with a will to score?
Late in the game I toss and I turn, I dream of what I need of what I need.

I need Hojlund!
I'm holding out for Hojlund til the end of the game.
Stronger than Drogba, faster than Torres, he's hailing from the Danish lands.
I need Hojlund!
I'm holding out for Hojlund til the end of the game.
He's gonna score, and it's gonna be soon and he's got to be larger than life,
Larger than life.
 
Keeps scoring, scoring, scoring
Though they're disapprovin'
Keep them dogies movin', Hojlund
Don't try to understand 'him
Just cheer, and sing, and love him
Soon we'll be living high and wide
My heart's calculatin'
My Hojlund will be waitin'
Be waiting at the end of my ride


Move 'em on, head 'em up
Head 'em up, move 'em on
Move 'em on, head 'em up, Hojlund!
Cut 'em out, ride 'em in
Ride 'em in, ride 'em in
Cut 'em out, cut 'em out
Ride 'em in, Hojlund
 
Højlund, woah-oh
Højlund, woah-oh
He plays the leg guitar
He is a fecking star


GFf_YExWQAAQLOq
 
Taking a bit of inspiration from a very popular/fun drinking song in Australia (Called True Blue) which I have often participated in :)

Here's to Rasmus he's true Red,
He's a pisspot through and through,
He's the Devil so they say,
He's not going to heaven he's gone the other way,
He's our Red (And repeat Red a few times and go back to "Here's to Rasmus..")
 
To the tune of Can't take my eyes off you

You're just too good to be true
Can't take my eyes off of you
Someone with the sweetest touch
The striker we needed so much
At long last, you have arrived
And I thank God I'm alive
You're just too good to be true
Can't take my eyes off of you

(the jumping around bit)

Dah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah
Dah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah
Dah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah dah
Dah dah dah dah DAAAAAHHH

(Arms outstretched)

Oh Rasmus Hojlund
You'll set the world alight
Oh Rasmus Hojlund
You're fecking dynamite
Oh Rasmus Hojlund
Trust in me when I say
Oh Rasmus Hojlund
You're gonna score today
Oh Rasmus Hojlund
Now that we've found you, stay
Because we love you, Rasmus
Yeah we love you

(Start again from the top)
 
To the tune of Kicking a Blue

We turned down Haaland
We turned down Kane
Wouldn't sign Osimhen
Because we wanted the Dane
We retired Klopp
Beat Chelsea too
But what we liked most was his United debut.
 
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To the tune of Kicking a Blue

We turned down Haaland
We turned down Kane
Wouldn't sign Osimhen
Because we wanted the Dane
We retired Klopp
Beat Chelsea too
But what we liked most was his United debut.

I've changed it to take a dig at Haaland due to the fact he was born in Leeds.

To the tune of Kicking a Blue

We turned down Haaland
We turned down Kane
Wouldn't sign Osimhen
Because we wanted the Dane
We retired Klopp
Beat Chelsea too
Scandinavian Born, Unlike you know who..
We all hate Leeds Scum, We all hate Leeds Scum, We all hate Leeds scum, We all hate Leeds Scum.
 
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I still think OT chanting to the tune of the Rasmus is the best option.

‘I’ve been watchiiiiing,
I’ve been waitiiiiiiing!
For Hojlund,
All my liiiife’
 
I saw my mate the other day
He said to me he saw the danish white pele
So I asked who is he
He goes by the name of Højlund-ey


I'll get my coat...
 
Rasmus Hojlund the great big Dane
He came to Old Trafford to follow his dream
Pace and power, he loves a fight
And in the box he’s f*cking dynamite
 
The other day I was watching Ireland vs. France in the pill flicking, and In my head I replaced "Ireland" with "Hojlund" for Ireland's call... and now you will too.