you sings When the drone takes to the? air a single note to raise my hair Carry songs beyond my lungs cold Scottish winds Come fall upon my shoulders Scottish
[dead horse cover] Satan kissed my dog Cracked his moral shell Possessed to wear the kilt In his Scottish hell I touched your lips your eyes fell out
dark imagination Finding no equation There's a red road rage But it's not road rage It's asylum seekers Engulfed by a grudge Scottish friction, Scottish
Now, a wasted clock hollow And I'm not the drowning man you think Though I flail my arms I refuse to sink All I ever wanted was to see Scottish windows
' pipers a whailin' laddies and lassies appart frae the crowd. When the fightin' is done, the battle is won, there we'll be standin'... Scottish and Proud, oh yea we Scottish
(Instrumental)
Twenty-third of December Covered in snow You in the kitchen With the lights way down low I'm in the parlor playing my old guitar Speaking to you, darling
dark imagination Finding no equation There?s a red road rage, but it?s not road rage It?s asylum seekers engulfed by a grudge Scottish friction, Scottish
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: Twenty-third of December Covered in snow You in the kitchen With the lights way down low I'm in the parlor playing my old guitar Speaking to you, darling