Crua Chan


sumo, crua chan

Music and lyrics Sumo

By the left, quick march, Crua chan!

It was seven hundred and forty-five,
the highland spirit had revived,
Mac Dougall and Mac Donald there,
the clans had come from everywhere, singing:

Fee fi fo fum,

I smell the blood of a Englishman,
fee fi fo fum,
come on London, here we come.

We went all the way down south,
we were frothening at the mouth,
coming down to Derby town,
we'd beaten everyone around, singing:

Fee fi fo fumé

I smell the blood of a Englishman,
fee fi fo fum,
come on London, here we come. Singing

We ended at Culloden moor,
feeling bad and feeling poor,
the redcoats had chased us there,
there we died and there we stayed, singing:

Fee fi fo fum,

I smell the blood of a Scotsman,
fee fi fo fum,
United Kingdom here we come.

We the bonnie prince has gone back home,
he's never gonna come back.

We'ldo to you at Wembley,
we'll do it to you in pubs,
with the Scottish louts larking about.
Here come your rats, cruachan lad.

Heroina


sumo, heroina

Music and lyrics Sumo

I’m in love with this modern world
I’m in love with these modern girls

I used to love an english girl
And now I love a little german girl
I used to love an italian girl
And now I love an argentinian girl

I used to love this rock and roll world
But now I love that old suicide world

But there’s something
Something I can’t forget
Because it’s in my head
And I think about it when I’m in bed
Do you know what it is? It,’s...
Heroin.Heroin,Heroin,Heroin

Soltate con Wellapon soltate!
Soltá tu pelo con Wellapon
Soltá el brillo, soltá la belleza
De tu pelo con Wellapon

I used to love an english girl
And now I love a little german girl
I used to love an italian girl
And now I love an argentinian girl

I used to love this rock and roll world
But now I love that old suicide world

Because you know, something
It keeps on in my head
Do you know what it is? It’s ...
Heroin.Heroin,Heroin,Heroin