Cole Palmer Song Lyrics

From Wythenshawe streets, yeah, that's where he came

Cold Palmer on the pitch, no one can tame

Man U fan turned City blue, twist of fate

Academy nearly binned him, but he wouldn't wait

Wilcox saw the spark when others said "too frail"

Now he's Chelsea's golden boy, what a wild tale

Bench warmer to match winner, in the blink of an eye

Now he's got the Shed End singing, reaching for the sky

Cole Palmer, he's one of our own!

From City's bench to Chelsea's throne!

Pa-pa-pa-Palmer, watch him fly!

Cold as ice, make opponents cry!

Private school kid with working class roots

Two flags on his boots, proud Kittitian salutes

Four goals in one game, that's how he rolls

Player of the Month, man, he's scorin' in shoals

England came calling, Euro dreams in his eyes

Penalty king, cool as ice when he flies

From City's squad player to Chelsea's main man

Cold Palmer's rise, try stop him if you can

From Manchester streets to London's lights

Cold Palmer's reaching brand new heights

Premier League ain't seen nothing yet

This boy's gonna be England's best bet

Cole Palmer, he's one of our own!

From City's bench to Chelsea's throne!

Pa-pa-pa-Palmer, watch him fly!

Cold as ice, make opponents cry!

Cole Palmer, he's one of our own!

From City's bench to Chelsea's throne!

Pa-pa-pa-Palmer, watch him fly!

Cold as ice, make opponents cry!