Have another skin full Put it in your eye And if it's lying on the table Don't be so shy
You should be afraid Take it everywhere of you could have the bruises When the water's on its way I could be someone you hate Familiar to the taste The feather's on the blind --side-- And always on your case
Have another skin full Put it in your eye
So you pass it, you pass it The ceiling's black and grey Pushing your arms with all her weight
You pass it, you pass it The purple rope won't tear Why do you rest, when you stare?
The curtains closed again If your lady's on parade You take it on the call there 'Cause you could have this made
Because your birthday's getting cold Just wishing you would go 'Cause we could be much older If you only did what you're told
Have another skin full Put it in your eye And if it's lying on the table Don't be so shy
So you pass it, you pass it The ceiling's black and grey You're pushing your arms with all her weight Winning the prize for holding shame
You pass it, you pass it The purple rope won't tear Why do you rest, when you stare?
So you pass it, you pass it
Not rare, take your hands off all the chairs Will you play off all the others If you say it will be fair Your birthday cards with no presents With your charms down by your side Will you play off all the others You'll go nowhere If you tiptoe slowly 'Cause you'll go nowhere
Scottish Vernacular : Especially Glaswegian
Skin Full - referring to having consumed a large quantity of alcohol