Tore the people from the land

Torched their houses with bloodied hands

Thousands starved or died at sea

A sickening toll of human misery

Broke the old clan system where land was there for all

And once the people had their backs against the wall

The connivance of the church cleared them off the land

"Remember it's God's will so don't try to make a stand"

They made a desert wher trees once stood

Squeezing from the land every penny that they could

Ethnic cleaning of the glens for farming sheep

'Cos that way there's more profit for the rich scum to reap (rape)



"Beautiful bleak moorland?"- I don't think so

This is a place where great forests used to grow

Laid waste by a rich man's greed

Reclaim the land and plant the seed

Yet still every year, seeking their roots

They come from overseas to kiss the boots

Of the clan chief and lick the hand

Of the very people who threw their families off the land

This is nothing more than a sick farce

paying homage to the ruling class

Who, without hesitation, do it all again

Those who forget history to repeat it are condemned



"Gee, Scotland-It's so quaint

All this scenery makes me feel quite

faint



Clan chief looks so good in his kilt

We never think of the blood his family spilt"



"I'm the clan chief o.k. yah

I support Scotland when they play rugger

But an independent country? there I'd draw the line

I own this land it's mine all mine



FUCK YOU, You arrogant prick

You inbred rich bastard, YOU MAKE ME FUCKING SICK

You own fuck all-except in your head

One day the land will be ours-and you'll be dead



I won't beg permission to walk the land they claim to "own"

And I won't pay no fucker to gain access to THE STONES

The rich have stolen and buy and sell our earth

But it belongs to NO ONE-or to all by right of birth



TAKE BACK THE LAND, TAKE BACK THE LAND

TAKE BACK THE LAND, TAKE BACK THE LAND

TAKE BACK THE LAND, TAKE BACK THE LAND

TAKE BACK THE LAND, TAKE BACK THE LAND



TAKE IT