Tinnitus - Momus

When Disney came to Scotland

Shooting 'Pixel Claymores'

I wanted the role of the rotten

Villain Rob McMurdo

But Tinnitus auditioned first

Some weird DJ from Boston

He’s from WZBC

And he doesn’t look much like a Scotsman

The butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker

The weaver, the cheever, the bastard

Damn it and blast 'em, they said they had cast them

And swept me under the carpet

Tinnitus replied in a synthesised voice

When I dared him to fight me at Tekken

The clash of our claymores rang through the glens

And on 90.3 FM

And was it for real or was it a dream

When I buried my steel in his belly?

Tinnitus fell, the director yelled

'Cut!'

then they put it on telly

The Campbells are coming, I’m long in the tooth

Was it because my hair is all gone?

I sit on the set in a sporran and kilt

My name is Winterblossom

Gall and wormwood under my tongue

Bonnie Prince Charlie’s an arsehole

My friends are dead, it’s cold and wet

My name is Rob McMurdo

I’ll no be taken for granted

And I’ll no be turned away

I’ll be back!