When I wnet on holiday to pitlochry ( lovely place)
there was a band one evening called crooked jack. Not only
did they sing a song about flinging jam piece outta 20 storey flats, but they sang this one:
(for some reason the song popped into my head today)
I'm a cat, I'm a cat,
I'm a glasgow cat
and my name is sam the skull.
I've claws on my paws like a crocodiles jaws
and a head that's like a raging bulls.
Well i'm not the kind cat that can sit on a mat
nay the kind ye can gi a hug
I'm the kinda cat that can swallow a rat
or even the occasional dog.
oh and they sang one about ye canna shove yer granny out a bus,lol