Canter - Live at Hampden Park
Beautiful, man
Have youse had a good time?
It's been beautiful, man
I'm gonnae love an- love youse and leave youse, man, but fuckin' hell
Beautiful, man
Youse up for one mair?
I don't know what to say, I'm a bit fuckin' emotional, man
I don't have any fatter man
This one's for Hampden
This is the beginning of the rest o' your life (fucking geet it)
You better start moving like you're runnin' outta time
The realisation coming over your mind
That it should be a canter
If you could just find the answer
You know it could be a canter
If you were just a wee bit less of a wanker
Yeah! Mair than half o' the time
This is the beginning o' the rest o' your life (feel that)
You better start grafting 'cause you're running outta time
The roof is on fire and it's rainin' outside
Oh, it should be a canter
If you can just find the answer
You know it could be a canter
If you were just a wee bit less of a wanker
Yeah! Mair than half o' the time
Because the hardest part of the game
Isny even playing the game
It's caring enough to care about the things that you're dain
Oh, it's a wee crying shame (are ye with me, Glasgow?)
Here comes the rain (aah!)
This is the beginning o' the rest o' your life (fucking geet that)
You better start grafting 'cause you're running outta time, ah!
The roof is on fire and it's rainin' outside, whoo!
Oh, it should be a canter (ha, ha)
If ye can just find the answer
You know it could be a canter
If you were just a wee bit less of a wanker (whoo)
Mair than half o' the time
They tell you it's not easy, they tell you that it's hard
They tell you that it's impossible to mend a broken heart
The lead role in a tragedy, pretendin' that it's art
It's hard to see the finish when you don't know where to st- (geet it)
I could write a stanza and put you in a song
Detail all the times when you were right, and I was wrong
Flashbacks to the only place I felt like I belonged
You'll never be a king when you're acting like a pawn
Yes, Glasgow
Because the hardest part of the game (ah)
Isny even playing the game
It's caring enough to care about playing the game
Oh, it's a wee cryin' shame
Here comes the rain
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Cheers, Glasgow
Until next time, I love youse
Look after one another
If you can impress me here in your life, love one another
Oh, me tune's fuckin' comin'
Have youse had a good time?
It's been beautiful, man
I'm gonnae love an- love youse and leave youse, man, but fuckin' hell
Beautiful, man
Youse up for one mair?
I don't know what to say, I'm a bit fuckin' emotional, man
I don't have any fatter man
This one's for Hampden
This is the beginning of the rest o' your life (fucking geet it)
You better start moving like you're runnin' outta time
The realisation coming over your mind
That it should be a canter
If you could just find the answer
You know it could be a canter
If you were just a wee bit less of a wanker
Yeah! Mair than half o' the time
This is the beginning o' the rest o' your life (feel that)
You better start grafting 'cause you're running outta time
The roof is on fire and it's rainin' outside
Oh, it should be a canter
If you can just find the answer
You know it could be a canter
If you were just a wee bit less of a wanker
Yeah! Mair than half o' the time
Because the hardest part of the game
Isny even playing the game
It's caring enough to care about the things that you're dain
Oh, it's a wee crying shame (are ye with me, Glasgow?)
Here comes the rain (aah!)
This is the beginning o' the rest o' your life (fucking geet that)
You better start grafting 'cause you're running outta time, ah!
The roof is on fire and it's rainin' outside, whoo!
Oh, it should be a canter (ha, ha)
If ye can just find the answer
You know it could be a canter
If you were just a wee bit less of a wanker (whoo)
Mair than half o' the time
They tell you it's not easy, they tell you that it's hard
They tell you that it's impossible to mend a broken heart
The lead role in a tragedy, pretendin' that it's art
It's hard to see the finish when you don't know where to st- (geet it)
I could write a stanza and put you in a song
Detail all the times when you were right, and I was wrong
Flashbacks to the only place I felt like I belonged
You'll never be a king when you're acting like a pawn
Yes, Glasgow
Because the hardest part of the game (ah)
Isny even playing the game
It's caring enough to care about playing the game
Oh, it's a wee cryin' shame
Here comes the rain
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Cheers, Glasgow
Until next time, I love youse
Look after one another
If you can impress me here in your life, love one another
Oh, me tune's fuckin' comin'
Credits
Writer(s): Gerard Crosbie
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