We are green, we are white!
We are f***ing dynamite!
Staff Strikers! Staff Strikers!

(To the tune of ‘Blue Moon’)
Brazil, It's just like watching Brazil
It's just like watching Brazil
It's just like watching Brazil

(To the tune of ‘When The Saints Go Marching’)
Oh Camberley is wonderful
Oh Camberley is wonderful
it’s full of tits, f***y and football
Oh Camberley is wonderful

(To the tune of ‘My Old Man’s A Dustman’)
Brendan Warne is magic,
He wears a magic hat,
He plays for The Staff Strikers,
He's such a lovely chap,
He scores with his left foot,
He scores with his right,
And when we went to Blackpool,
He scored all f***ing night!

(To the tune of ‘The Wombles’)
Over ground, underground wombling free,
The casuals of Camberley football are we,
Drinkin’ your beer and blowin’ our dough,
Supporting the team wherever we go!

(To the tune of ‘Lord of The Dance’)
Rob Dance wherever you may be,
He is the lord of Camberley,
And he’ll lead us all to victory,
For he is the lord of Camberley

(To the tune of ‘Lord of The Dance’)
Drink, drink, wherever we may be
We are the drunk and disorderly
And we will drink wherever we may be
For we are the drunk and disorderly...
I was drunk last night
I was drunk the night before
And I'm gonna get drunk like I've never been drunk before
Cos when we're drunk we're as happy as can be ...
For we are the drunk and disorderly

Are you Krooner?
Are you Krooner?
Are you Krooner in disguise?
Are you Krooner in disguise?

(To the tune of ‘Land of Hope and Glory’)
We hate Tivoli United,
We hate Beaulieu too
We hate Sovereign Snooker
But Strikers we love you

(To the tune of ‘Robin Hood’)
Nigel Day, Nigel Day
Runs from box to box
Nigel Day, Nigel Day
You know he never stops
Runs with the ball,
Takes it past ‘em all,
Nigel Day, Nigel Day, Nigel Day

Any suggestions in writing to the Club Secretary please.