Opponents seize
On our unease,
And marvel at our folly,
But I'm quite calm,
There's no alarm,
For I have faith in Ollie.
Some says he's an
Unstable man
And clearly off his trolley,
But he's quite sane,
I'll say again
That I have faith in Ollie.
The guillotine
Is often seen
When clubs are strapped for lolly.
But it's the taxman,
Not the axe-man,
I have faith in Ollie.
No need to get
In such a sweat,
No need for melancholy,
Tax will be paid
By Accolade,
For I have faith in Ollie.
Financial rains
May flood the plains,
But we've a sturdy brolly.
He'll keep this club
Away from troub-
-Le, I have faith in Ollie.
There's nothing like
A Jayo strike,
A crisp, unerring volley -
There'll be much more
Of those in store,
For I have faith in Ollie.