Heart Of Lothian - Live

On the outskirts of nowhere
On the ring road to somewhere
On the verge of indecision
I'll always take the roundabout way

Waiting on the rain
For I was born with a habit
From a sign
The habit of the windswept thumb
And the sign of the rain

Rain on me
Let it rain
It started to rain

Wide boys, wide boys, wide boys, born with hearts of Lothian
Wide boys, we were wide boys, born with hearts of Lothian
Wide boys, we were wide boys, born with hearts of Lothian
Oh, these hearts of Lothian

It's six o'clock in the tower blocks
The stalagmites of culture shock
And the trippers of the light fantastic, bow down, hoe-down
Spray their pheromones on this perfume uniform

And anarchy smiles in the Royal Mile
And they're waiting on the flyboys, slyboys, wideboys
Rooting, tooting cowboys
Lucky little ladies at the watering holes
And they all know to score the Friday night goal

I was born with a heart of Lothian
I was born with a heart of Lothian
I was born with a heart of Lothian, Lothian, Lothian
'Till they look at me now, to the heart of Lothian

And the man from the magazine, wants another shot of you all curled up
'Cause you look like an actor in a movie shot
But you're feeling like a wino in a parking lot
How did I get in here anyway?
Do we really need a playback of the show?
'Cause the wideboy wants to head for the watering hole, watering hole, oh, oh

Let's go, please let's go
And the man in the mirror has sad eyes