I Hate Glasgow Lyrics

Milk money memories
To suffer for nothing, for nothing to please
Nothing to look at, nothing to say
Go to the pictures during the day
Just disappear when I wanted to stay
Nothing to look at, nothing to say
Nothing to look at, nothing to say

Good old Glasgow, always raining, raining
Nothing to look at...
For if I'm to be this cities lover forever
I best choose my words carefully

She's waving something stupid like the flag of Palestine
Maybe it's Glasgow I hate, maybe it's Glasgow I hate
Money clutching foolish lycra b****** don't help pass the time
Maybe it's Glasgow I hate, maybe it's Glasgow I hate
Pale face, cold window, east on the train
Feel the absence of simplicity and pain
Maybe it's Glasgow I hate, maybe it's just Glasgow I hate
(I belong to Glasgow, dear old Glasgow town
But there's something the matter with Glasgow
For it's going round and round
I'm only a common old working lad, as anyone can see
But when I get a couple of drinks on a Saturday
Glasgow belongs to me)