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Mark, Alan, and Mike (they ride) To German fields where dreams ignite The saltire flies high, proud and tough When Scotland play, their hearts are stuffed The roar, the chants, they fuck the cup Alba's underdogs, they don’t give up Fuck up the cup, fuck up the cup, bend it over fuck its butt, fuck up the cup, fuck up the cup bend it over fuck it up (Bridge)tits tits tits tits tits tits tits, mmmmm tits tits tits Three handsome men (they ride) Tits out, dicks out, fist fights (pride) The saltire flies high, proud and tough When Scotland play, their hearts errupt The roar, the chants, they fuck the cup Sexy underdogs, they don’t give up With the Scots, they stand (unite) Through every match, through every fight The passion burns, a fire bright Mark, Alan, and Mike (they chant) With Scotland's sons, they claim the night The saltire waves, o'er Berlin's light Fuck up the cup, fuck up the cup, bend it over fuck its butt, fuck up the cup, fuck up the cup bend it over fuck it up fuck it's fucking fucky face