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I was raised in a made of stone,
Castle stands over all that we know,
But flying on top, the flag of our home,
Red & blue shows we're owned by the Throne,
I wanna shout out of Arbroath,
Stand on my sovereign, raise a toast,
up a drab, brag, and I boast,
Proud to be a Scot in land of our own,
Bone, to pick government henchmen,
Waiting on the day that we referendum,
Maybe then ken, we all stop pretending,
That all drunks getting high on the heroin,
We don't need a or heroine,
need a vote, to make things better then,
Next pride, feel no remorse,
Glasgow to Edinburgh, of the North

Tourists walk around our looking up,
the architecture we don't notice much,
We keep our down but soon it won't hurt,
To try and make a stop gazing at the dirt,
tough, but it could be worse,
We stay in a place with much love,
Amazed at the way it's and that sucks,
the media's feeding you a bunch of words,
That's false talk, get caught,
Ironically the net freedom of thought,
So cast out, man it good,
To see so many people feeling you,
Bran new, and the is young,
As is on the daughters and belligerent sons,
Of Scotland, SOS, save our souls, your is blessed

I'm so lucky to be here,
a city...