and somebody else complained that Land of Hope and Glory was non- PC.
This should be banned by the Scottish Parliament immediately and any one caught singing it should be strapped across the muzzle of the one o' clock gun.
If Attilla the Hen had still ruled then I think that something like, "Screw you, screw you, screw you, screw you," might have been appropriate.
How about Burns', "A man's a man"? - after all most of the world knows at least one of his other songs'
Have been compelled to write for some time now and finally gotten around to it as the Scots have done it again.
We charming antipodeans in Oz all belong to an individual state, ie Queensland etc.. but we ALL belong to one NATION STATE being AUSTRALIA.
The Scots should realise that they are but a territory belonging to the greater NATION STATE The United Kingdom Of Great Britain and Northern Ireland. Therefore why not maintain a British anthem, I vow to the my country for eg. as it encompassess all.
Or let then go independent and see how quickly they last without all the revenue coming from the English folk, im sure they'd be more than happy to see there own money invested south of the border!!!
On a final note we only got our own national anthem in 1974!
Australians all let us rejoice.
For we are young and free.
We've golden soil and wealth for toil,Our home is girt by sea;
Our land abounds in nature's gifts,
Of beauty rich and rare,
In history's page, let every stage,
Advance Australia Fair.
In joyful strains then let us sing,
Advance Australia Fair.
I agree Duck Dogers. I am no Scottish Nationalist! Anyway for Sporting Events etc the Jocks have "Flower of Scotland" . If anyone wants the words I'll post them.
Is "Advance Australia Fair" actually used by the majority of Aussies or is "Waltzing Matilda" still the popular anthem?
Kong Kristian stod ved højen mast
i røg og damp;
hans værge hamrede så fast,
at gotens hjelm og hjerte brast.
Da sank hvert fjendtligt spejl og mast
i røg og damp.
Fly, skreg de, fly, hvad flygte kan!
|: hvo står for Danmarks Kristian :|
i kamp?
Niels Juel gav agt på stormens brag.
Nu er det tid.
Han hejsede det røde flag
og slog på fjenden slag i slag.
Da skreg de højt blandt stormens brag:
Nu er det tid!
Fly, skreg de, hver, som véd et skjul!
|: hvo kan bestå mod Danmarks Juel :|
i strid?
O, Nordhav! Glimt af Wessel brød
din mørke sky.
Da ty'de kæmper til dit skød;
thi med ham lynte skræk og død.
Fra vallen hørtes vrål, som brød
den tykke sky.
Fra Danmark lyner Tordenskjold;
|: hver give sig i himlens vold :|
og fly!
Du danskes vej til ros og magt,
sortladne hav!
Modtag din ven, som uforsagt
tør møde faren med foragt
så stolt som du mod stormens magt,
sortladne hav!
Og rask igennem larm og spil
|: og kamp og sejer før mig til :|
min grav!
Tr. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
King Christian stood by the lofty mast
In mist and smoke;
His sword was hammering so fast,
Through Gothic helm and brain it passed;
Then sank each hostile hulk and mast,
In mist and smoke.
"Fly!" shouted they, "fly, he who can!
|: Who braves of Denmark's Christian, :|
The stroke?"
Nils Juel gave heed to the tempest's roar,
Now is the hour!
He hoisted his blood-red flag once more,
And smote upon the foe full sore,
And shouted loud, through the tempest's roar,
"Now is the hour!"
"Fly!" shouted they, "for shelter fly!
|: Of Denmark's Juel who can defy, :|
The power?"
North Sea! a glimpse of Wessel rent
Thy murky sky!
Then champions to thine arms were sent;
Terror and Death glared where he went;
From the waves was heard a wail, that rent
Thy murky sky!
From Denmark thunders Tordenskiol',
|: Let each to Heaven commend his soul, :|
And fly!
Path of the Dane to fame and might!
Dark-rolling wave!
Receive thy friend, who, scorning flight,
Goes to meet danger with despite,
Proudly as thou the tempest's might,
Dark-rolling wave!
And amid pleasures and alarms,
|: And war and victory, be thine arms, :|
My grave!
I just love the bit about "Through Gothic (German) helm and brain it passed"
However, I hope this is the last time we hear it in this World Cup tornament.
Duck Dodger , The best rendition of your national anthem was "Advance Australia Backwards"
"Golden Soil" The GAFA?
"Girt by Sea" Sounds a good place to dump our unwanted
"Beauty" Open Cast mining
"Nature's Gifts" Funnel web spiders, Boxed Jellyfish I read somewnere that about 50% of the world's most dangerous species were native to Australia.
The so-alled Act of Union was a sell out by the Scottish Parliament of the time, "Sic' a parcel o' rogues in a Nation", whose only beneficiaries were the MPs. At a time of growing unrest in Europe it enabled the English to concentrate their attention on France.
T.G.
"This sceptered isle.... this England" somebody needs a geography lesson me thinks
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Lon More. I didnt write it, and there wasnt a Britain as such in those days.
Anyway, its set in the time of Richard II and if you look at the Mappa Mundi then cartography and geography werent all that accurate were they? I think we can grant the Bard some poetic license.
Foghorn, the reason nobody is singing another verse is because they probably dont know it! It is customary to only play one verse, the First, at public events here in the UK so I imagine both the Team and the Fans must be gobsmacked to hear the tune played twice. Perhaps the Sun could print the other verse as a service to the fans, its loyal readers.
For the record this verse, although the third, is the one usually sung when two verses are given. (I learned it 35 years ago in the Scouts).
Thy choicest gifts in store
On her be pleased to pour;
Long may she reign;
May she defend our laws,
And ever give us cause
To sing with heart and voice,
God save the Queen!
Good god LOKI are your trying to give all those who have been through RAFC Cranwell nightmares?! Top tune however, not quite what most people would assume to be a national anthem.
Hows about a rework o The Sex Pistol song God save the Queen along the following lines:
God save the Blair
The fascist regime
They elected a moron
A potential H bomb
God save the Blair
He ain't no human being
their aint no future
In England's dreaming
Don't be told what you want
Don't be told what you need.
There's no future
there's no future
there's no future for you
God save the Blair
we mean it man
we love our Blair
God saves
God save the Blair
'cos sleaze is money
and our figurehead
is not what he seems
Ho brother Teague,
Dost hear de decree?
Lilli burlero, bullen a la;
Dat we shall have a new deputie,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la.
Lero, lero, lilli burlero,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Lero, lero, lero lero
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Ho, by my Soul, it is a Talbot;
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
And he will cut all de English throat
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Lero, lero, lilli burlero,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Lero, lero, lero lero
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Though, by my soul, de Enlish do prate,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
De law's on dere side and de divil knows what,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Lero, lero, lilli burlero,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Lero, lero, lero lero
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
But if Depense do come from de Pope
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
We'll hang Magna Carta demselves on a rope
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Lero, lero, lilli burlero,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Lero, lero, lero lero
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
And de good Talbot is now made a Lord,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
And with his brave lads he's coming aboard,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Lero, lero, lilli burlero,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Lero, lero, lero lero
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Who all in France have taken a swear,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Dat day will have no Protestant heir,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Lero, lero, lilli burlero,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Lero, lero, lero lero
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
O but why does he stay behind?
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Ho, by my soul, 'tis a Protestant wind,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Lero, lero, lilli burlero,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Lero, lero, lero lero
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Now that Tyrconnel is come ashore,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
And we shall have comissions galore.
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Lero, lero, lilli burlero,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Lero, lero, lero lero
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
And he dat will not go to Mass,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Shall be turned out and look like an ass,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Lero, lero, lilli burlero,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Lero, lero, lero lero
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Now, now de hereticks all will go down,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
By Christ and St. Patrick's the nation's our own,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Lero, lero, lilli burlero,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Lero, lero, lero lero
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Dere was an old prophercy found in a bog,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Dat our land would be ruled by an ass and a dog,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Lero, lero, lilli burlero,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Lero, lero, lero lero
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
So now dis old prophecy's coming to pass,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
For James is de dog and Tyrconnel's de ass,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Lero, lero, lilli burlero,
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
Lero, lero, lero lero
Lilli burlero, bullen a la
I have a funny feeling that one lot in Ulster might not be too happy with this song.
In the interests of fair play
I read somewnere that about 50% of the world's most dangerous species were native to Australia.
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