What it is
The drinking dens are spilling out There's staggering in the square There's lads and lasses falling about And a crackling in the air Down around the dungeon doors The shelters and the queues Everybody's looking for Somebody's arms to fall into And it's what it is It's what it is now
There's frost on the graves and the monuments But the taverns are warm in town People Curse the government And shovel hot food down The lights are out in the city hall The castle and the keep The moon shines down upon it all The legless and asleep
And it's cold on the toll gate With the wagons creeping through Cold on the toll gate God knows what I could do with you And it's what it is It's what it is now
The garrison sleeps in the citadel With the ghosts and the ancient stones
High up on the parapet A Scottish piper stands alone
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