On And On, It's On And On
On And On, It Goes On And On
And No One Knows Why, No One Knows Why
A New Time, With New Ways
New Thought, A New Age
On And On, It's Gone On And On
On And On, It Goes On And On
Say Goodbye! Say Goodbye! Say Goodbye! Say Goodbye!
No One Knows Why, No One Knows Why
A New Time, With New Ways, New Thought, A New Age
I'm Tired Of Waiting
I'm Tired Of Fighting
I'm Tired Of Waiting For Fucking Nothing
I'm Sick Of Lying
I'm Sick Of Trying
I'm Tired Of Waiting For Fucking Nothing
Tired Of Hating, Bored Of Dying
Tired Of Waking From The Dreams Of Morning
Sick Of Trying, Sick Of Whining
Tired Of Waking From The Dreams Of Morning
I'm Tired Of Waiting
I'm Tired Of Fighting
I'm Tired Of Waiting For Fucking Nothing
I'm Sick Of Lying
I'm Sick Of Trying
I'm Tired Of Waiting For Fucking Nothing
They're Underneath The Waves
They're Underneath The Waves
Underneath The Fucking Waves
They're Underneath The WavesThere Was a Lad
(Robert Burns)
There was a lad was born in Kyle,
But whatna day o'whatna style,
I doubt it's hardly worth the while
To be sae nice wi'Robin.
Robin was a rovin' Boy,
Rantin'rovin', rantin' rovin';
Robin was a rovin'Boy,
Rantin'rovin'Robin.
Our monarch's hindmost year but ane
Was five-and-twenty days begun,
'Twas then a blast o'Janwar'Win'
Blew hansel in on Robin.
The Gossip keekit in his loof,
Quo'scho wha lives will see the proof,
This waly boy will be nae coof,
I think we'll ca'him Robin.
He'll hae misfortunes great and sma',
But ay a heart aboon them a';
He'll be a credit till us a',
We'll a'be proud o'Robin.
But sure as three times three mak nine,
I see by ilka score and line,
This chap will dearly like our kin',
So leeze me on thee, Robin.
"Guid faith," quo'scho, "I doubt you Stir,
Ye gar the lasses lie aspar;
But twenty fauts ye may hae waur-
So blessins on thee, Robin."
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