Forgive me if I stop and stare,
But what’re those colours over there?
Flags blowing free, without a care;
Black and Amber everywhere.
Colours painted on a child’s face,
Streamers streaming as kids give chase,
Whether in cotton or in lace;
Black and Amber all over t’ place.
On fans who party ‘til they drop,
People who’ve dyed t’ head of their mop,
When will these colours ever stop?
Black and Amber all over t’ shop.
Tigers’ hearts are used to a fall,
But all rallied to t’ Tigers’ call,
Buy no merch’ from some dodgy stall;
There’s Black and Amber in us all.