| The clock started noon, I jumped out of bed,
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| I drank a cup of coffee and I walked out to the street,
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| It was boring sunny day, I was lookin' for some fun,
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| I tried to find someone so I walked into a pub
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| There was Lucky playin' banjo, on accordion was Jake,
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| We drank some beer and whiskey and pint of good old Celtic gin,
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| It was derby on TV, on Parkhead were a crowd,
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| We started watchin' game with hope that our Celts will win
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| CHORUS
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| We are drinkin' beer,
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| We are drinkin' gin,
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| No matter what’s in (the)bottle,
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| We are drinkin' everything
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| Then we took a short walk through the dirty streets,
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| And came back to the pub, for the game of darts,
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| Celtic beat the rangers, all the people sang & cheered,
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| We broke some bloody glasses, we were little bit of weird
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| That was ordinarily day in our smelly town,
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| We felt the smell of petrol and the dust between the toes,
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| Our eyes were chilly sparkled like a jewels in the crown,
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| Our hearts are always fill, it doesn’t matter where we go. |