Come and join
us
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Come and join us, come and join us, we are the chosen few,
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come and join us, come and join us
at a Scottish barbecue.
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1. Now, when the charcoal's burnin' fiercely,
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and
the smoke gets in your eyes,
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the
steaks all taste like fried toothpaste, and your mouth is full of flies,
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You know you've been accepted,
you've joined the chosen few,
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when
you have been invited to a green-belt barbecue.
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2. Now, when the summer sun is burnin' in
Scotland's happy land,
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round
countless fires in strange attires on many solemn bands
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of
unhappy Scotsmen watching their lunch go up in flames,
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by
the smoke and the smell, you can plainly tell it's barbie
time again.
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3. Now, the English love their roast beef, the
French eat snails and frogs,
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the
Greeks go crackers over their moussakas,
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and
the Chinese love hot dogs.
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A Welshman loves to have a leek, the Irish eat their stew,
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but
you just can't beat that half-cooked meat at a Scottish barbecue.
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4. Now, there's flies stuck in the butter, the
bread has gone brick-hard,
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the kids are fightin',
and the midges are bitin'. Who forgot the Aeroguard?
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There's
cinders in your whiskey, and the beer is running out,
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and
what you saw in Mum's coleslaw you just don't think about.
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5. And then when the barbie's
over, your homeward way you wend.
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with a
queasy tummy on the family dunny many lonely hours
you spend.
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You might find yourself
reflecting as many others do:
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"Come rain or shine, that's
the bloody last time I'm goin' to a barbecue."
(orig. = capo 3rd) (The
Corries)
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