The Real McKenzies

go on get lost & join a punkrock band quit your school, give up your job and live in a stinky van they won't let you take it easy you don't wanna get it slow now you gotta get 'cher ass to the next punkshow so... ya! go on! get lost! go on get lost &a

see that smokin' bowl before you mark our glorius rebelry round and round take up a Coro and in raptures loudly sing a fig by the law protected liberty's a glorius feast the court for the coward erected and the church was built to please the priest 专

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Speed bonnie boat Like a bird on the wing Onward the sailors cry Carry the lad That was born to be king Over the sea to Skye Burned was our homes Exile and death Scatter the loyal men Yet for my sword, here in my hand, Charlie will come again Many's

Chip worked as a boatwright As his father and his gran Working in a boatyard Building on the River Thames One day Chip was hard at work The Devil appeared from hell He held a roll of copper And a bucket full of nails The Devil said unto Chip Take the