Our Chants

We Are the A!


We are the A! clap-clap-clap-clap
From way down South! clap-clap-clap-clap
And we are here! clap-clap-clap-clap
Row-dy and Proud! clap-clap-clap-clap

Sha-laaaaa-la-laaaaaaaaaaa!
Sha-la-la-laaaaaaaaaaa!
Sha-la-la-laaaaaaaaaaa!
Sha-la-la-laaaaaaaaaaa!
(repeat)

OH, ATLANTA UNITED!

Ohhhh! Atlanta U-n-i-i–ted!
Ohhhh! Atlanta U-n-i-i–ted!

 

To the tune of Seven Nation Army

OOH! AHH! ATL!

Ooo! Ahh! ATL!
Ooo! Ahh! ATL!

 

“Ooo” rhymes with “too.”

NA-NA-NA-NA! (Aka: Dale Cavese)

Na-Na-Na-Na Na-Na-Na Na-naaa-na!
Na-Na-Na-Na Na-Na-Na Na-naaa!
Na-Na-Na-Na Na-Na-Na Na-naa-na!
Na-Na-Na-Na Na-Na-Na Na-naaaa!
Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh!
Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh!
Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh-oh!
Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh–oh Oh-oh!

IF I HAD THE WINGS OF A SPARROW SONG (Aka: Shit on Those Bastards)

If I had the wings of a sparrow,
If I had the ass of a crow,
I’d fly over (insert opponent’s city name) tomorrow,
And shit on those bastards below!
Shit on, shit on, shit on those bastards be-looooow!
Shit on, shit on, shit on those bastards below!

EVERYWHERE WE GO

Everywhere we go…
Everywhere we go-o-o-…
It’s Atlanta’s crew!
Getting’ fuckin’ rude!
Everywhere we go-o-o…

WE ARE ATLANTA!

We are Atlanta!
We are Atlanta!
And we will follow where you go!
We are united!
We are united!
We are the red, black, and gold!

Repeat above and then sing below and repeat it once as well.

Ooooh-ooh-oh
Ooooh-ooh-oh-oh
Ooooh-ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh…
Ooooh-ooh-oh
Ooooh-ooh-oh
Ooooh-ooh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!

SHA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LA (CROUCH)

Sha-La-La-La-La-La-La-La
A – T – L…
Sha-La-La-La-La-La-La-La
U – ni – ted!

Supporters start out crouching. Song starts quietly and low, and gets louder and faster with each repetition, as supporters end up standing.

OLE, OLE, OLE! (Yo Soy Atlanta!)

Olé, Olé, Olé!
Olé, Olé, Olé — Ola!
Olé, Olé, Olé!
Cada dia te quiero mas!
Yo-o-o-…soy Atlanta!
Es un sentimiento
…no puedo parar

Translation:
Olé, Olé, Olé!
Olé, Olé, Olé — Ola!
Olé, Olé, Olé!
Every day I love you more!
I am Atlanta…
It’s a feeling…
I cannot stop!

OLÉ!

Olé! — Olé! Olé! Olé!
Atlantaaaaa!
Atlantaaaaa!

ATL – WE ARE HERE!

 

ATL – we are here! Whoa – oh! Whoa – oh!
ATL – we are here! Whoa – oh! Whoa – oh!
ATL – we are here!
(yell) TO SING FOR YOU AND DRINK SOME BEER!
Whoa -oh Oh-oh Oh!

U-N-I … T-E-D! Whoa – oh! Whoa – oh!
U-N-I … T-E-D! Whoa – oh! Whoa – oh!
U-N-I … T-E-D!
(yell) UNITED IS THE CLUB FOR ME!
Whoa -oh Oh-oh! Oh!

Scarves are up; Flags are high!
Whoa – oh! Whoa – oh!
Scarves are up; Flags are high!
Whoa – oh! Whoa – oh!
Scarves are up; Flags are high!
(yell) A T L UNTIL I DIE!
Whoa – oh! Whoa—oh! Oh!

Can you hear (opponent city name) sing?
No – oh! No-oh!
Can you hear (opponent city name) sing?
No – oh! No-oh!
Can you hear (opponent city name) sing?
(yell) I CAN’T HEAR A FUCKING THING!
No – oh! Oh-o! Oh!

HE’S ONE OF OUR OWN!

Supporters Section Chant

He’s one of our own!
He’s one of our own!
He’s Andrew Carleton!
He’s one of our own!

Usually done for Andrew Carleton; sometimes for Alec Kann.

AIR PUNCH (LA-LA-LA ATLANTA UNITED)

Supporters Section Chant

Oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh. Oh-oh-oh-oh
Atlanta Un-i-ted!
Oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh. Oh-oh-oh-oh
Atlanta Un-i-ted!
La! La-la-la-la! La-la-la-la!
Atlanta United!
La! La-la-la-la! La-la-la-la!
Atlanta United!

ATL!

A-T-L!
A-T-L!

Repeat

OH! jOSEF MARTINEZ!

Ohhhh! Josef Mar-ti-nez!
Ohhhh! Josef Mar-ti-nez!

After Martinez scores; to the tune of Seven Nation Army.

HE’S BIG! HE’S BALD!

He’s Big! (chant)
He’s Bald! (chant)
He’s a mother-fucking wall! (chant)
Brad Guzaaaaaan! (sing)
Brad Guzaaaaaan! (sing)

G-U-U-U-Z!!!!!

When Brad Guzan makes a save or an impressive play.

 

AUFC!

A – U – F- C!
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohhhhhhhhhhh……
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohhhhhhhhhhh……
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohhhhhhhhhhh……
A – U – F- C!

Repeat

May be accompanied by phone flashlights

A-ROOO! ATL!

A-roooo, ATL-L!
A-roooo, ATL-L!

Repeat

VAMOS! VAMOS! VAMOS ATL!

Vamos! Vamos! Vamos! A-T-L! clap-clap
Vamos! Vamos! Vamos! A-T-L! clap-clap
Va-mo-o-o-o-os! A-T-L!

Translates to “Let’s go, ATL!”

ATLANTA! UNITED!

SS yells “Atlanta!”
Everyone else yells “United!”