In every hick town in Caledonia. Across this pseudo nation. 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. What do they do with all the confiscated bevy. The polis?. Buckets and bags of it?. Give it to the jakies? Nah.. Drink it themselves? Mibbe.. Give it back to the retailers. so they can sell it all back to us over again. The cunts (echo). 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're hunbelievable. You're hunbelievable. Sitting outside Wembley in `79. Jock punks in London massive carry out. Talking to a guy in an ice cream van. So drunk for weeks and we're goin. Way past the point of wantin tickets.. It would be horrendous now if someone. was to hand you a fuckin ticket. You'd have to leave all the bevy. outside the grounds by the polis dump bins. No fuckin way!. Ten minutes into the fuckin game. We'd be climbing up the walls to get out.. Fuc-kin hell.. Remember the banner. "Alcoholism beats communism". Well it beats the fuck out of football as well.. Think you're a success. Your psyche's a mess. Your economy is in distress. Sittin and waiting for the inevitable shot out. that never comes. Sittin and waiting for the inevitable shot out. that never fuckin comes..