Pottermouth’s Battle Cry for Stoke City

This is Pottermouth’s battle cry.

This is a call to the men who wear the red and white A heartfelt battle cry as you enter the crucial fight

A final inspiration to lead you into war

A chance to remind you of what you’re fighting for ‘Cause as you reach for the Premiership

As you sweat blood and tears

You carry it all on your backs, all our hopes and fears

So do it for the Potteries, do it for all of us

Do it for Josiah Wedgwood and for a PMT bus

Do it for Nigel Johnson, do it for Sir Stan

Do it for singing toddlers and for my old man

Do it for Trentham Gardens, do it for Mow Cop

Do it for Pat Mcgarry and his paper shop

Do it for Wrights’ Pies, do it for oatcakes

Take us to the Prem, whatever it takes

Do it for the blokes that call each other duck

Do it Andy in his bumper truck

Do it for the man who shouts Sentinel! Do it for Limekiln bank Do it for Nick Hancock, do it for Sam Plank

Do it for the Boothen End and its deafening sound

Do it for Denis Smith and the old Victoria Ground

Do it for Alan Hudson, do it for Gordon Banks

Do it for the glory and our eternal thanks

Do it for the Meir tunnel, for Slash sweet child o’mine

Do it for Royal Doulton, do it for the old mines

Do it for going up Hanley duck, do it for Mark Stein

For Waddo, for Ritchie and Ian in Scholar Green

Do it for Longton bus station, for the shirt on your back

Do it for Owd Grandad Piggott and for Club Paper Jack And we’ll be with you every step along the way Down the Brit, United and Arsenal every week on Match of the Day Do it for the Stokies around the world near and far

Do it, do it Pulis, please do it… owrayt, ta ra!