(to the tune of Someone’s Got a Hold of My Heart)
The moon is rising over Ashton Gate
I feel the breath of a storm
Something’s gonna happen tonight
You go inside and stay warm,
Sidwell will score from 50 yards
I can see it in his stare
And they’ll raise his shirt up high
To show how much they care
There’s no-one who can stop Knockaert
There’s no-one who can stop Knockaert
There’s no-one who can stop Knockaert
You, you, you, you
Yeah, you can’t stop Knockaert
Remember that time in the city of steel
When the Wednesday hoodoo crashed
Knocky mesmerized the full back
The Owls knew that they’d been thrashed,
No one thought it would happen like this
When Norwich came to town
Murray helped himself in a game of bliss
And Knocky chipped their clown
There’s no-one who can stop Knockaert
There’s no-one who can stop Knockaert
There’s no-one who can stop Knockaert
You, you, you, you
Yeah, you can’t stop Knockaert
A low strike against Rotherham and Reading
The winner against Huddersfield
Just like a party at a wedding
When Knocky made Forest yield,
Some say football is important
More than your seat in the stand
But those words they are transportant
As together we hold his hand
There’s no-one who can stop Knockaert
There’s no-one who can stop Knockaert
There’s no-one who can stop Knockaert
You, you, you, you
Yeah, you can’t stop Knockaert