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Fuckin' rite!

needs english translations

Finray wrote:

For the ned song:

Here, mate

What?

Are you looking at my girlfriend?

No.

Why not? Are you trying to say that she is ugly or something?

Alright, your mother is hanging out the back of your granny like that *motions in a sexual manner* x4

I am going to have sexual relations/pump with your mother.

Here, you, that will be right.

I guess it was you who tried to knock/steal my stash/marijuana last night.

Here, you, what's the fucking script, you're a fucking ball bag, your jaw is getting ripped.

Here you you stupid wee/small dafty <incomprehendable>

I'm going to jump on your head, I'll teach you for stealing my weed.

Here you, that'll be right, here you, oh you nugget! x4

I'm going to rip your jaw.

I'm going down to the town to see if I can get lucky, if I can't get a bird/female then I'll drink more bucky/cheap alcoholic beverage

Wash it down with a couple of pills, a few wee eccys/ecstacy will cure my ill.

Get a <incomprehendable> lou reed when I wake up tomorrow I will probably be dead.

Don't worry, he's got Johny Cash/Hash, if that doesn't work we'll get some crack, maybe some coke and them some smack, PCP!

<incomprehendable> is the potion for me!


Here you, that'll be right, here you, oh you nugget! x4

I'm going to rip your jaw.

Don't give me any of your- don't give me any of your- don't give me any of your shite! (I fucked your mother last night) x2

Here mate, mate, you're a dick mate, you're a dick.


Here you, that'll be right, here you, oh you nugget!

thx lol I understood some of the stuff then got lost looking at his beard lol

Six in the morning, out of my bed
Cup of hot cofee, get the paper read
Rake in the tin for a jam scone
Nothing but crums, what the hell is going on?

Pension day, house is dry,
maybe go to Murdoch's for a wee steak pie.
Up the street, who did I see?
Doad and Willie in the Reed Beestee (pub?)

Quarter to six, I had better go
She'll wonder for an arm, be up to high doe ()
A winner on my coupon will calm things down
Otherwise I'll be a henpecked loon(atic)

Came in about, no smell, no pan
Nobody around, where the hell is the gang?
"Where have YOU been?" She shouts at me
"Never mind that, where the hell's my tea?"

Where's my mince? Where's my mince?
Had a wee drop Wednesday an I've had none since
Plenty of potato, big green leaf
I get a big moan, but no buggering beef,

I'm out in a sweat and I'm panicking now.
On the search for a bloody big cow
Rummage about, high and low,
Nothing for it, away to Tesco.

Hoof down the wood (), cold nip in the air
Only wanted my meat, didn't want anything more.
Hands in my pockets, and snow on the ground
Slipped on the path, all I could do was run!

Well, I plummeted down at an awful speed.
Christ almighty I thought I was dead
Just hung on and steadied the ship
Jesus man, I fair swung my hips!

Got to Tesco, just in time
Not closed yet but that suits me fine
But what the hell's this? Shelves are bare
"We're sorry, sir, there's no beef left".

Where's my mince? Where's my mince?
Had a wee drop Wednesday an I've had none since
Plenty of potato, big green leaf
I get a big moan, but no buggering beef,

What can a man do? The world's going to pot.
No bloody wonder a man takes a shot
I don't want the earth and I couldn't give a damn
I'm just not in the mood for corned beef or spam.

I've a bloody good mind to make a phone call
On to those buggers at Interpol
No beef, no meat, what an awful carry on!
I've no bloody mince, what the hell's going on?

Where's my mince? Where's my mince?
Had a wee drop Wednesday an I've had none since
Plenty of potato, big green leaf
I get a big moan, but no buggering beef,

(He has no mince)
Where's my bloody dinner man?

(He has no mince)
What kinda of bloody joke is this, eh?

I'll bloody mince you, yeah.

That hurt