Variations

My bonny lies over the ocean,
My bonny lies over the sea,
My bonny lies over the ocean,
O, bring back my bonny to me!

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Ye cannae shove
yer granny aff
a bus a police car
passes perhaps ye can
get picked up for vagrancy

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Yer granny she'll be
coming roon the mountain
over the ocean my bonny lies

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To take it further:
I notice I am next to Bells
Since 1919 it is even worse
to notice I am resting
outside the Police Station
pondering the legality of collecting
words on signs at least
Mi Lui Peking Cuisine is
Fully Licensed

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My bonny is bi-lingual
I said the strangers
passing by wear different skin
& I waved no goodbyes
back home but I here
faces

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I hear ye cannae shove
faces over the ocean but this
Will not be named exile

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As long as you want to find hope,
I'll lend you my fishing rod,
If you're still longing for hope,
I'll send you £25 a week via direct debit.

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We're going to the Oxford Circus,
No that's the Police Station (remember?),
'Who are you calling,' says a walk-on
part with your mobile at all accosts.

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This is not necessarily a love song
so what
I Love You So
what

is the reason supposed
to rhyme with your sharpened
tooth-marks. I miss the roof
of her mouth more than the
learning curve of her breasts.

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[Removed to save face]

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This is my vision
This is my vision
Can't you see
This is my vision

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1 2 3 O'Clock 4 o' clock rock.
Stand still. Where was I?
The wheels on the tube go
round and round, round and round

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I'm So Over
the sea to Skye already.
Stand clear doors opening.
Scots wha hae!

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What's the best way to put it?
Aff the buss, over the ocean,
in the sky or high below.
Hanging, drawing, quartering.

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When I lay my head on the pillow,
I'm extremely glad that both are there.
When I lay my head in the oven,
I say 'It's getting hot in here . . . '

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Please Turn Over