Thundering In - Dougie MacLean

You found chances in this place

To build upon your affluence and build upon your grace

You’d have come sooner if you’d known

Now you’re brushing up the velvet and the beads upon your throne

You come thundering in

You come thundering in

You want and you’re taking plenty

And all the things that we knew

You’ve plundered them through

And you’ll drink till our cup is empty

Blindly thundering

Once the old ones used to meet

With stories told before the fire the whisky tasted sweet

You did not want them to be seen

Now you’re polishing the vinyl and your video machine

You come thundering in

You come thundering in

You want and you’re taking plenty

And all the things that we knew

You’ve plundered them through

And you’ll drink till our cup is empty

Blindly thundering

How can you repay them for stealing their pride?

For stealing the place that they keep deep inside?

So you’ll move these ancient stones

You’ll cut away these green and spreading towers that have grown

And when we ask you where they’ve gone

Well, you polish your excuses for the made man must move on

You come thundering in

You come thundering in

You want and you’re taking plenty

And all the things that we knew

You’ve plundered them through

And you’ll drink till our cup is empty

Blindly thundering