Deacon Blue - Fellow Hoodlums video free download

from album Fellow Hoodlums

On the night, Maxton died

I fell over Clyde was full of old tyres

The wind nearly pulled my breeches off

Ann Kelly, she kissed my mouth

Fellow hoodlums and engineers

The Union south, we're all here

I'm going up Buchanan Street

With a box of fireworks and two bottles of Tizer

The last train from St. Enoch

I saw the graveyard, it looked like our old street

People were cheering all the way from Hampden

With macaroons and scarves and rattles

Fellow hoodlums and engineers

The Union south, we're all here

I'm going up Buchanan Street

With a box of fireworks and two bottles of Tizer

Billy's a butcher now always has been

And he picks his teeth with old rusty meat hooks

And he sends his beef with the bike boys

Monday to Saturday, Patrick to Cowcaddens

Fellow hoodlums and engineers

The Union south, we're all here

I'm going up Buchanan Street

With a box of fireworks and two bottles of Tizer

I'm going up Buchanan Street

With a box of fireworks

And two bottles of Tizer