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Hey, now boys there's something not right Did anyone see Willie at the dance last night Let's pick up Boa without a fuss Chuck him in with caimans at the back of the bus 'Cause we're running late, it's way past ten We're driving through the straths and glens Come on, Johnny Bulla, make it fast For the 12 noon throw-up And the clash of the ash Well we'd better make change now it seems Geek to the centre, Weed to the wing The Rocket's old and slow and due to retire Stick him right on the sawdust ready to fire But if we do all that and there's no-one spare Tell me who's gonna mark the Kinlochsheil Bear He's hard as nails, quick as a flash He comes down from the caves For the clash of the ash This story started long ago With heroes forges and legends told And for every fighting highland man Stand by your brother, die for the clan But when the whistle blows and the battle's done These shinty boys shine like the sun We don't play for fame, we don't play for cash We just play for the glory And the clash of the ash Aus Songtexte Mania