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  1. Loch Lomond

From the recording Brown Bottle Flu

Lyrics

Loch Lomond
It’s a dictate, a mandate, a poison pen letter:
what I did and what I didn't, what I should have done
and high roads and low roads and hearts sold to the lowest bidder

It’s a roll in the heather with vengeance on the hill
And it’s a-hiding in the bushes with words that can sting like leather
on the back of a peasant who should have known better

Well you take the high road and I'll take the low
And you can shoot down your venom, like arrows from a bow
Slinging letters, if it makes you feel better
if it makes ya feel better, if it makes ya feel better

Dispatches, forceful and aimed like a gun in the hands of a rebel
who hides in the sun and waits for the target and who's come
to believe that he's better

Well you take the high road and I'll take the low
And you can sling down your venom, like arrows from a bow
Shooting letters, if it makes you feel better, if it makes ya feel better, if it makes ya feel better

“You say” and “You said” it hangs over my head
the threats and the statements, goddamned ultimatums
the bullets, the missives, the missiles of mind
the grapes of your wrath that I’m leaving behind

Well you take the high road and I'll take the low
And you can sling down your venom, like arrows from a bow
Shooting letters, if it makes you feel better, if it makes ya feel better, if it makes ya feel better