Escosia
You should have worked much harder
You should have worked much better
You know she would love you so why don't you let her
Those British bombs in Carlisle
And their tanks in York
Machine guns in Glasgow
And a ship in port
'Cause there's a place under the fold
It's filled with tea and rum and gold
The banks and lawyers played their part
Cabinets done it from the start
They put your Grandad in a chair
Clipped him out of all his hair
It's the country of that kind
You're the rebel of the mind
You're Escosia, you're Escosia
By the ocean
Not a country, not a UK, not a nation
You're Escosia
You're Escosia
Escosia
You should have worked much harder
You should have done it all
You should have worked much better
You let them make you small
You should have worked much harder
She knows she'd love you so why don't you let her
Those British bombs in Carlisle
And their tanks in York
Machine guns in Glasgow
And a ship in port
'Cause there's a place under the fold
It's filled with tea and rum and gold
The banks and lawyers played their part
Cabinets done it from the start
They put your Grandad in a chair
Clipped him out of all his hair
It's the country of that kind
You're the rebel of the mind
You're Escosia, you're Escosia
By the ocean
Not a country, not a UK, not a nation
You're Escosia
You're Escosia
Escosia
You should have worked much better
You know she would love you so why don't you let her
Those British bombs in Carlisle
And their tanks in York
Machine guns in Glasgow
And a ship in port
'Cause there's a place under the fold
It's filled with tea and rum and gold
The banks and lawyers played their part
Cabinets done it from the start
They put your Grandad in a chair
Clipped him out of all his hair
It's the country of that kind
You're the rebel of the mind
You're Escosia, you're Escosia
By the ocean
Not a country, not a UK, not a nation
You're Escosia
You're Escosia
Escosia
You should have worked much harder
You should have done it all
You should have worked much better
You let them make you small
You should have worked much harder
She knows she'd love you so why don't you let her
Those British bombs in Carlisle
And their tanks in York
Machine guns in Glasgow
And a ship in port
'Cause there's a place under the fold
It's filled with tea and rum and gold
The banks and lawyers played their part
Cabinets done it from the start
They put your Grandad in a chair
Clipped him out of all his hair
It's the country of that kind
You're the rebel of the mind
You're Escosia, you're Escosia
By the ocean
Not a country, not a UK, not a nation
You're Escosia
You're Escosia
Escosia
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Writer(s): Ruari Elder
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