♫ CAN ASTON VILLA WIN THE PREMIER LEAGUE? | Football Song

Is history repeating itself? 🤔 The Premier League hasn't seen an underdog story like this since 2016.

This is the official anthem for Aston Villa's incredible 2025/26 season. Sitting in 3rd place and playing the best football in England, Unai Emery's men are dreaming of the title. With Morgan Rogers in superstar form (prompting Emery to throw his coat in the air!), the Villans are proving everyone wrong.

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♫ Lyrics:
They said the top 4 was a closed-off shop
That the money talks and the spending won't stop
But down at Villa Park, we’re cooking a storm
Unai Emery’s army is breaking the norm

Started from the bottom, now we look down
The claret and blue is owning this town
16 wins, yeah, check the stats
While the "big six" are fighting like stray alley cats

Do you remember Vardy? Do you remember the crash?
When the Foxes took the title and the bookies lost cash?
Well, history is spinning, it’s a brand new scene
We’re the ghosts of 2016

Oh, Morgan Rogers, he’s running the show
From Middlesbrough to the star we all know
Unai is throwing coats up into the sky
Aston Villa’s limit is way past the high
They say it’s impossible, they say it’s a lie
But we’re chasing the gold before we die

Third place sitting, but looking for first
The hunger is real, we’re quenching the thirst
Rogers on the turn, spinning United around
He put the ball top bins, didn't touch the ground

They call us the underdogs, let them assume
While we silence the doubters and fill up the room
Watkins is running, the midfield is tight
We’re painting the Premier League claret tonight

Leicester did it once, a miracle run
But we aren't a miracle, we’ve only begun
This isn't luck, this isn't a fluke
It’s a masterclass written in Emery’s book
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Oh, Morgan Rogers, he’s running the show
From Middlesbrough to the star we all know
Unai is throwing coats up into the sky
Aston Villa’s limit is way past the high
They say it’s impossible, they say it’s a lie
But we’re chasing the gold before we die

Throw the coat, Unai. Throw the coat. Villa’s coming.