by Anon. on Sun Feb 22, 2004 11:44 pm
Deserves the whole song, for that.
"The Skyscraper Wain"
1.
Ah'm a skyscraper wain, ah live on the nineteenth flair
But Ah'm nae gaein' oot tae play ony mair
Fer since we moved tae Castlemilk Ah'm wastin awa'
Fer Ah'm gettin' wan less meal every day
Refrain:
Oh, ye cannae fling pieces oot a twenty-storey flat
Seven hundred hungry wains'll testify tae that
Be it butter, cheese or jeely, if the breid be plain or pan
The odds against it reachin' eirth are ninety-nine tae wan.
2.
On the first day me maw threw oot a piece ae Hovis broon
It went skitin' oot the windie an' went up instead o' doon
Nae every twenty-seven oors mah piece comes intae sight
Fer me piece went intae orbit an' became a satellite
Refrain.
3.
On the second day me maw thought she'd hae anither go
The Salvation Army band wis playin' doon below
"Onward Christian Soldiers" wis the tune they should've played
But the oompah-man wis playin' on a piece ae marmalade
Refrain.
4.
On the third day me maw thought she'd hae tae try again
But ma piece it hit the pilot ae a fast low-flyin' plane
He scraped it aff his goggles, shouted through the intercom
"The Clydeside Reds hae got me, wi' a breid an' jeely bomb!"
Refrain.
5.
We're goin' tae write tae Oxfam tae try an' get some aid
An' all the bairns in Castlemilk hae formed a Piece Brigade
We're goin' tae march tae Georgie's Square tae claim oor civil rights
Like nae mair hooses o'er piece-flingin' heights!
Not bad, what? The mater's Glaswegian, don't you know.