We like to go
On the mountains, From The Ben to Glencoe.
But freshers don't, so they've all left the club
And we can climb...
Let's drive to Dunkeld
But there's midges, and there's not enough bolts.
So we'll only climb indoors,
But the broom cupboard is dead
And the pink bolts look like red!
We'll take up drinking instead.With Foot and Mouth
We can't go on the mountains.
The munros we've stopped counting
Have pity on Danine!
No snow or ice around
It's going to rain all year
I'll bin my winter gear
And stay in Mennie's bar.
We can't go climbing...
We'll take up drinking instead.We like to dance,
At a ceilidh, or a union night.
An ironing board, Surf the beach boys and
The cops get called.
But a doughnut does the trick
Now we drink until we're sick
Dodgy liqueur hurts my head...
We'll take up climbing instead.
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