About me

When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark.
At the end of the storm
There's a golden sky
And the sweet, silver song of a lark.
Walk on, through the wind,
Walk on, through the rain,
Though your dreams be tossed and blown.
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart,
And you'll never walk alone,
You'll never walk alone
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart,
And you'll never walk alone,
You'll never walk alone



We love you, we love you, we love you,
and where you play we follow, we follow, we follow
'cause we support the LASKLER - the LASKLER, the LASKLER
and that's the way we like it - we like it, we like it