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got the gear out in the van
13 years of punk rock and roll
and we got time for the fans

got the gear up on the stage
13 years we play the show
then down the road again

Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And days of auld lang syne?

For auld lang syne, my dear
For auld lang syne
We'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet

And if you want to find 'em, you kin find 'em in the pub

Early in the morning into the dead of night
They're closin' down the bar and screamin' about our rights
All my friends are bastards, each and every one
And if you want to find 'em, you kin find 'em in the pub

There's the MacKannogh Fulkinator hangin' by the loo

Enjoy what'chas got, nea what you have not
'tis a weak heart lamenting with sorrow
When the days seem cursed, it could always be worse
Fight depression with sword and with arrow!

When the zeppelinous clouds of trouble abound
And thunder is clapping and lightning strikes ground
And just when yer thinking this may be your last

A solitary figure,
I roam these rocks, solo
The mountain is my castle
I just want to be left alone
Don't follow in my footsteps
Don't follow in my big foot steps
I swim in the river
I climb the evergreen

Bugger off you bastards bugger off
Bugger off you bastards bugger off
Like a herd of bloody swine who refuse to leave the trough
You'll get no more this evening so you bastards bugger off

You've been a lovely audience but now your time has passed
Now don’t you all be letting the door hit you in the ass
You've been a splendid audience but enough is enough

well, bugger off, you bastards, bugger off

well, bugger off, you bastards, bugger off

you're like a herd of bloody swine that refuse to leave the trough

you'll get no more this evening so you better bugger off

Chip worked as a boatwright
As his father and his gran
Working in a boat yard
Building on the River Thames
One day Chip was hard at work
The Devil appeared from Hell
He held a roll of copper
And a bucket full of nails

Great pharaoh of today
Junked up a modern-day crusade
Oh what a clever charade
Great Western garden states
Break laws to keep the people down
A self elected clown

Take the children of the nation

Bb G Bb
Up over the hills, lads, there's nothing to fear
Bb
There's a pub they say across the way
F
With whisky and beer, well
Bb G Bb
It's a lengthy journey on your way up to the top

The erosion started when the ranger walked away
That brought upon the lexicon that shattered all our faith
An accent faux, disturbed you know, a genuine swampy drawl
The noise compels and sewer smells of fiction to beat all
She's a cock eyed queen but she's not too proud to beg
Cold as the heart of Winnipeg
When i said I dug your sounds I lied
The scene has died

Like a squid, up at dawn
An' I drag me butt tae me job.
Not a break, front to back
Kicking balls to the wall
Down a mile a hole
Moving mountains of coal
While here's to hell
It's ringing my bell

you make me feel like my first hangover
you're touchin' me like the very worst time
an' i feel nothin' for tomorrows pain
and i've learned my lesson....again

i do the unoccasional dumb thing
i try to keep them many
and not so far between

I recall back in '79 I was just a wee kid livin' in a dive
Didn't drink, didn't dance, didn't ever smoke hash
But it changed when I heard The Clash
And you know I needed more so I got
Up and out to the record store
I bought all the records I could afford
An' I played 'em all on my stereo

the sun was setting in the West
the birds were singing in every tree
all nature seemed inclined for to rest
but still there was no rest for me.

i grieve to leave my native land
and i grieve to leave my comrades all
and my parents whom i hold so dear

Remember in the 60's
Just a wee toy lad
Influence by rockers
Most of them were mad
Throwing TV's in the pool
Livin' life so fast
By the time I caught up
All of it was in the past

I'm a major minority, I can tell the government lies
Long as they don’t compromise my infernal disguise
Cold water is all around, is this what it feels like to drown
Ain't no body to pull me out, it feels like I'm going down

White magic hypocrisy
Forced to follow the rules
And there ain't no places to fit us in

i hate my band they are what i am
they're filthy deceitful from fire to pan
and when i look back on what they've done to my life
they've cost me my dog, my job, and my wife

i hate my band more than you could know
they take yer mother and coercer to sew
the holes in their socks and even their kilts

I love a lassie,
A bonnie, bonnie lassie,
She's as sweet as the heather in the dell,
She's as sweet as the heather,
The bonnie bloomin' heather,
Mary, my Scotch Bluebell.

Well, I love a lassie,

Ever Since The Days We Were Living In The Caves

Some Assumed Leadership Others Became Slaves

Brother Against Brother Cain & Abel Were Both Wrong

At Eachother Since The Dawn Of Civilisation

O ye'll tak' the high road and I'll tak' the low road
And I'll be in Scotland afore ye
But me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lomond

By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie shore
On the steep, steep side o' Ben Lomond
Where in deep purple hue, the hieland hills we view

Winter, swirling glistening
Like diamonds on the road!
Kilted clad we made off through the night
And through the snow!
Destined for the Moskovsky Station
There to hop a lift!
On a midnight train to Moscow
Through the barren frozen drifts!

My name is Billy Millin
I braved the Norman Shore
Mortal shells, machine guns
D-Day 1944

Back in forth I piped away
Many soldiers fell that day
Battle raging all around

G C Em D

Well, i call to confession early today
They took just one look and they turned me away
I need light in my spirits in some other way
But why, tell my god, do things happen this way?

My luck is so bad it can only get better...

Away up in Scotland is the place that's best
Is a Scottish fjord that they call Loch Ness
The loch is so deep there ain't nobody know
And deep within the loch is a bonnie bonnie creature
A long time ago there was a people who knew
The water and the land and all life is sacred.
Everybody treated Nessie with respect
Nobody bothered her swimming in the sea so,

As long as I've been around
To my convictions I am bound
Well here's what I've found
In the cities and towns
Life ain't nothing but a merry-go-round

You know that life never ends
So get out there with your friends

i'm living up in Canada, and i'm Canadian
Scottish Canadian with opportunity
i could have been a manager of a brewery
making beer for everyone but most of all for me
my father was a soda jerk, my mom an office clerk
but neither one of those was good enough for me
i could have moved into the hill, and ran a few stills
and made a fortune selling hooch beyond the law

Deep in the castle and back from the war
Back with milady and the fires burnt tall
Hurrah went the men down below
All outside was the rain and snow
Hear their shouts, hear their roars
They've probably had a barrel, and much, much more
Hurrah, Hurrah, Hurrah, Yea
Over the hills came the swords of a thousand men

John Gray Was A Gardener
Who, With His Wife And Bairn
Arrived In Edinburgh
The Century Was Nearly Turned
The Year Was 1800
That Year Was Harsh And Cold
He Could Nae Find Nae Work
Their Future So Unsure

we're looking back to see
the eighteenth century
talkin' bout the shit that went down
after the fall of culloden
that's when prince charlie ran away
the dragons came, they hacked and slayed
yeah they burned 'em out

there once was a wee laddie-o who lived not so very long ago
who had a brother with a heart of gold, they soon grew into men
the younger had never walked, because of this he never had
the brighter view and attitude, curse to live in a wheelie chair

days went by, the story goes, they got the gift for making clothes
shirts and britches, coats and socks, bluses, kilts and hats and socks
one day after closing shop his brother wheeled him for a drop

We are all born free but forever live in chains,
and we battle through existence on and on!
We'll take whatever comes to be,
while keeping hopeful melody
and we'll cruise through the darkness
until the warmth of dawn

So Row Row ya Bastards!

Get in and buckle up
Ye got cher motor runnin'
step in and get in gear
Your ass is outta there
Fire up in the pipe
Getting the timing right
Transmission very tight
Off into the night

The sun sets on the water
As the twilight fades away
Here beneath my favourite tree
I reflect upon the day
The mastermind, the patriot
Have claimed another soul
And while we made excuses
Someone's hopes and dreams they stole

So you broke your neck
At the age of 13
Said it's a rough break kid
Wonder what they're gonna do with me

Don't feel bad for me 'cos
I feel bad for you
You say you got no friends now

Oh, the summertime is comin'
And the trees are sweetly bloomin'
And the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the purple heather
Will you go? Lassie, go?

I will build my love a bower
By yon pure and crystal fountain