Rob MacKenzie
| ’Se jazz a’ bhaile
bh’ann snug i’ the cusp ‘tween |
an’ the old rebellion began Union Jack thalla’s cac |
| Cold War chaos an’ the ceilidh Jahweh brickbat ballets |
two fingers to NATO, the cuiream agus pompous American Rock |
| on the Castle’s appropriate lawn the sad day gone we left the croft |
just three chopped chords an’ unavoidable lilt le clachan ur |
Lewis Punk bands of the early 1980s
| agus cuiream le clachan ur 'Se jazz a'bhaile bh'ann thalla's cac |
and born-again Christianity with new stones/balls it was township jazz go shit |
last updated May 28, 2004