- buy us a drink
Here’s to the soldiers that march tae the wars
With lovely tin hats and long woollen drawers.
The colonel says right lads, over the top.
Then he stands back tae watch while the poor buggers drop.
Buy us a drink and we’ll sing you a song
Of the chances you missed and the love that went wrong
If you can’t stand a schooner, stand us a ten,
We’ll knock it straight down and we’ll sing it again.
- her latest affectation
He wakes up besides himself, she’s beside the phone
Asking him to leave she says she wants to be alone
He wonders how a heart could turn so quickly into stone
That only hours before was soft and tender
No one has to tell him twice, he knows the score
He walks on down the hallway as others have before
Whose letters lie unopened on the table by the door
Each one labelled please return to sender
- The Cat Among The Pigeons
From the killing fields of Vietnam to the backstreets of old Derry Town
They ring us round with tanks and guns to keep us in our station
From the coal pits of Northumberland and down below the Rio Grande
They bind and break the workers’ hand with hardship and starvation
Oppression is the boss’ creed and profit his religion
We're the ones who’d dare to set the cat among the pigeons
- The Old Divide and Rule
All my life I've lived beside the waters that they call the Clyde.
I build the ships and watch them glide down the Broomielaw, sir.
Trudge to work in sleet and rain, labour for another's gain,
Know yer place and don't complain, that's the rich man's law, sir.
When I was young I read with pride how Scotland's heroes fought and died,
Tae keep the nation fortified against the English crown, sir.
Scots wha hae wi' Wallace bled by clerics fancy were mislead,
Fought among themselves instead and by it were brought down, sir.