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THE ANTI SOCIAL SCOTSMAN I'm an anti social scotsman, for unlike what some folk think , There are some of us within this land, who do not like a drink, Your illusions will be shattered, if you think were all the same, And the notion that were always drunk, is a myth I must disclaim There are some of us quite dapper, when we wear our sunday bests, And unlike rab c nesbitt, we don't all wear string vests, There are some of us who have a job, and don't hang round street corners, And the people wearing tartan trews, are usually always foriegners I'm an anti social scotsman, I don't buy carry oots, Or trample through the heather, in a pair of hiking boots, And the thought were always swearing, is a notion I must squash, For whenever there should be the need, I can really talk quite posh We don't all eat fish suppers, or a chinese take away, I admit that mince and tatties, is the dish I had today, And should you think we wear the kilt, heres the news that you've been dreading, We hire them out of moss bros, when were going to a wedding JAMES STIRRAT
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