And to the tune of Nick nack paddy wack:
twelve went up
seven died
now man u play five a side.
Followed by loads of paper planes.
I believe they still sing “On The Ball, City” at Carrow Road, but it’s a shite song.
OTOH, all I can say about Ipswich is to tell you about the time I climbed over the wall at Portman Road… and a policeman saw me and made me go back in. 
Just as well you didn’t try to escape a second time. He’d have served you with a season ticket.