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The drinking dens are spilling out / There's staggering in the square / There's lads and lasses falling about / And a crackling in the air / Down around the dungeon doors / The shelters and the queues / Everybody's looking for / Somebody arms to fall into

It's what it is / It's what it is now

There's frost on the graves and the monuments / But the taverns are warm in town / People curse the government /And shovel hot food down /Lights are out in the city hall / The castle and the keep / The moon shines down upon it all / The legless and the sleepless

Cold on the tollgate / With the wagons creeping through / Cold on the tollgate / God knows what I could do with you

It's what it is / It's what it is now

The Garison sleeps in the citadel / With the ghost and the aincient stones
High on the parapet / A Scottish piper stands alone / High on the wind
The highland drums begin to roll / And something from the past just comes / And stares into my soul

Cold on the tollgate / With the Caledonian Blues / Cold on the tollgate /God knows what I could do with you

It's what it is / It's what it is now / What it is / It's what it is now now

There's a chink of light, there's a burning wick / There's a lantern in the tower / Wee Willie Winkie with a candlestick / Still writing songs in the wee wee hours / On Charlotte Street / I take a walking stick from my hotel / The ghost of Dirty Dick / Is still in search of Little Nell

It's what it is / It's what it is now / Oh what it is / What it is now now now

Baiano

20/10/2007

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