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Wee, sleekit, cowrin', tim'rous nation Don't get ideas above your station Take heed the rising indignation You've unleashed - You've had your little conversation, Now haud yer wheesht! Aye, very good, there's been a swing and Salmond, he who would be king believes you'll have your Arab Spring - But who's he kidding? Just settle back 'neath mammy's wing and do our bidding So what? Your little movement's grown Brainwashed by Alec's endless drone You'll never make it on your own But we'll protect you There's monsters in the great unknown They're out to get you! But don't believe us out of fear Rewards will come if you stay near Unthought of riches will appear And never stop! For starters? Why, just lookee here - This lollipop! We think the course that would be kindest Is put this ugly thought behind us And focus on the ties that bind us The blood, the soil (And since we're pals you will not mind as we nab the oil!) We've all enjoyed this wee distraction You're an amusing little faction You've had your day of satisfaction But now it's crucial We get Great Britain back in action - Business as usual.
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Sep 8, 2014
Sep 8, 2014 at 11:45 AM UTC
To a Referendum
Wee, sleekit, cowrin', tim'rous nation Don't get ideas above your station Take heed the rising indignation You've unleashed - You've had your little conversation, Now haud yer wheesht! Aye, very good, there's been a swing and Salmond, he who would be king believes you'll have your Arab Spring - But who's he kidding? Just settle back 'neath mammy's wing and do our bidding So what? Your little movement's grown Brainwashed by Alec's endless drone You'll never make it on your own But we'll protect you There's monsters in the great unknown They're out to get you! But don't believe us out of fear Rewards will come if you stay near Unthought of riches will appear And never stop! For starters? Why, just lookee here - This lollipop! We think the course that would be kindest Is put this ugly thought behind us And focus on the ties that bind us The blood, the soil (And since we're pals you will not mind as we nab the oil!) We've all enjoyed this wee distraction You're an amusing little faction You've had your day of satisfaction But now it's crucial We get Great Britain back in action - Business as usual.
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alan-mcclure
Scottish
Sep 8, 2014
Sep 8, 2014 at 11:45 AM UTC
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