Lyrics:
Roll it over when you turn the key
Come on baby, shoot me blind
Gimme everything, everything, lemme know you're mine
Shot o' love
Ooh shot o'
Uh
The morn was fair, the skies were clear, no breath came o'er the sea
When Marie left her highland home, and wandered forth with me
Though flowers
of Romp?
King Porter
The plinkin'est plunker
This side o' the border?
Who? Except King Porter
Who is the King of the keys?
King Porter
An' constantly able
the burn
Frae morning sun till dine
But seas between us braid hae roar'd
Sin auld lang syne
For auld lang syne, my jo for auld lang syne
We'll tak a cup o'
into his upper...
O o o' Cabin Fever!
O o o' Cabin Fever!
Slams his fucken tin-dish down
Our Captain, takes time to crush
Some Bloo-Bottles glowin in
But seas between us braid hae roar'd,
Sin auld lang syne
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll take a cup o' kindness yet
For
But seas between us braid hae roared
Sin' auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For
fly, the glittering spears are ranked ready
The shouts o' war are heard afar, the battle closes deep and bloody
But it's no the roar o' sea or shore, wad
got it free.
Now you done locked your pocketbook, but papa is got the key.
I want a little some o' that what you got, it's in your pocketbook.
o' kindness yet
For auld lang syne
We twa hae paidl'd in the burn
Frae morning sun till dine
But seas between us braid hae roar'd
Sin auld lang syne
nuttin'
And nuttin's plenty for me
I got the sun, got the moon
Got the deep blue sea
De foks wid plenty o' plenty
Got to pray all de day
Seems wid
nuttin'
And nuttin's plenty for me
I got the sun, got the moon
Got the deep blue sea
De foks wid plenty o' plenty
Got to pray all de day
Seems wid
nuttin'
And nuttin's plenty for me
I got the sun, got the moon
Got the deep blue sea
De foks wid plenty o' plenty
Got to pray all de day
Seems wid
nuttin'
And nuttin's plenty for me
I got the sun, got the moon
Got the deep blue sea
De foks wid plenty o' plenty
Got to pray all de day
Seems wid
a pint o' wine
Fill it in a silver tassie
That I may drink before I go
A service to my bonie lassie
It's not the roar o' sea or shore
Wad mak me langer
nuttin'
And nuttin's plenty for me
I got the sun, got the moon
Got the deep blue sea
De foks wid plenty o' plenty
Got to pray all de day
Seems wid
'Bout sick of all y'all afraid of your cybernetic saviours
Shows me you cretins ain't ashamed o' your behaviours
Once an Emissary o' Circuits,
But seas between us braid hae roared
Sin' auld lang syne.
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne,
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For
nuttin'
And nuttin's plenty for me
I got the sun, got the moon
Got the deep blue sea
De foks wid plenty o' plenty
Got to pray all de day
Seems wid
nuttin'
And nuttin's plenty for me
I got the sun, got the moon
Got the deep blue sea
De foks wid plenty o' plenty
Got to pray all de day
Seems wid
nuttin'
And nuttin's plenty for me
I got the sun, got the moon
Got the deep blue sea
De foks wid plenty o' plenty
Got to pray all de day
Seems wid
nuttin'
And nuttin's plenty for me
I got the sun, got the moon
Got the deep blue sea
De foks wid plenty o' plenty
Got to pray all de day
Seems wid
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Maybe one day
They gone let a nigga free
Got to man
O’ Say can you see
When they let a nigga free
Ima rep my town
Put down
Auld Lang Syne
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet for Auld Lang Syne
And surely ye'll be your pint-stowp
And surely I'll be mine
And we'll tak a cup o'
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