Original lyrics
ENIn every hick town in Caledonia
Across this pseudo nadon
You can see the most fucked up scum
that was shat into creation
Where a blue McKewan's lager top equals
no imagination
You're hunbelievable
You're hunbelievable
The mystery of Scottish sport
Is why we hate the English so.
I love the English very much
As long as they don't fuckin beat us
in the European nations cup
"You ain't gonna win no more"
Sittin' and waiting for the inevitable shot out
that never comes
Sittin and waiting for the inevitable shot out
that never fuckin comes.
