It was never about princes or kings, political parties, or personalities, oil, or soil, or whisky. It has always been, and remains, about people – about us, our kids and their kids. Two futures: theirs or ours. So dont talk to me of Scotland the Brave For if we dont fight soon therell be nothing left to save Or would you rather stand and watch them dig your grave While you wait for the Tartan Messiah? Hell lead us to the Promised Land with laughter in his eye Well all live on the oil and the whisky by and by Free heavy beer! Pie suppers in the sky! Will we never have the sense to learn?
Posted on: Fri, 26 Dec 2014 11:06:51 +0000
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