Imagine the scene...busy nightclub, thumping tunes, everyone is ever so slightly drunk....
If I am alive this time next year,
Sorry?
will I have arrived in time to share?
And mine is about as good this far.
And I'm still applied to what you are.
Ur ye on drugs?
And I am joining all my thoughts to you.
And I'm preparing every part for you.
Yur preparing every part of what? Whit are ye babblin oan aboot?
And I heard from the trees a great parade.
And I heard from the hills a band was made.
And will I be invited to the sound?
And will I be a part of what you've made?
Betsy, get a load a' this! Huv ye ever heard so much nonsense?! Look, the bloke is even gettin doon on his knees noo! Get yer mobile oot. Maybe if we film it we can aw huv a laugh at this mug when we get oor kebabs!
And I am throwing all my thoughts away.
And I'm destroying every bet I've made.
And I am joining all my thoughts to you.
And I'm preparing every part for you
Ye know what, he's kinna sweet. Bit of a shame he's puddin faced! Right Betsy your round of Tequila....
I just don't think it would work...

