Scotland Calling Scotland Calling

A Caledonian celebration.


FOUR GROUSEMEN

Well they were given the grouse by a drunk barman
It loosened their brains, it loosened their tongues
But you've never seen any cunt looking so glum - four Grousemen

They were given all the booze of vanity
And the instant promises of immortality
But they bit the dust screamin' insanity! - four Grousemen

One was over the edge of his barroom stool
One licked the bar dry like a bloody great fool
And they choked on Nobby's Nuts, they didn't have a clue
The four Grousemen

But no!
We don't need to drink this stuff
What about Miltonduff?
You're always better off with a malt
It's not the drunk barman's fault
Oh, he told me how his life was so bad
And you agreed that it did seem sad
But that's the price that you gotta pay
If you're lazing all around all day
Four Grousemen coming right through
Four Grousemen and they're pissing by you
They make you look like you're sipping sherry
Four Grousemen and they're never merry!

Well they never even bothered with the malt of the month
They're all steaming piles of misery, the worst kind of drunk
It's a long way to the crem, but they're gonna get there first
Those Grousemen

Well they were given the grouse by a drunk barman
It loosened their brains, it loosened their tongues
But they're still a bunch of pissheads and they're not having fun
Four Grousemen

It's the weekend, have a quarter gill,
Go on have yer fill


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