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I saw a blue umbrella in Princes Street GardensHeading out west for the Lothian RoadAn Evening News stuffed deep in his pocketWrapped up in his problems to keep away the coldGrierson's spirit haunts the dockyards(Where) the only men working (are on the) documentary crewsShooting film as the lines get longerAs the seams run out, as the oil runs dryHey there laddie, internal exileWhen will you (realise) {see that} we've got to let go?Hey there lassie, internal exileWhen will you realise (we've) {you've} got to let go?Starlings wheeling round Georgian spiresAnd the fires of Grangemouth burn the skiesA lion sleeps in a tenement closeIn the country that's tired and deaf to his roarHey there laddie, internal exileWhen will you (realise) {see that} we've got to let go?Hey there lassie, internal exileWhen will you realise (we've) {you've} got to let go?We've got to go nowLetras de cancionesWon't you please let us go now?They bury a wasteland deep in the wildernessPoison the soil and reap the harvestOf blind indifference, greed and apathySowed way back in our historyThe fish are few and the harbours are emptyThe keels now rot on our oil slicked shoresThe sheep are gone, the farms deserted(We're) It's out of sight and we're out of mindHey there laddie, internal exileWhen will you (realise) {see that} we've got to let go?Hey there lassie, internal exileWhen will you realise (we've) {you've} got to let go?(We're gonna go now)(We're gonna go now)Like our fathers before us we've eyes for AmericaDream of a new life on foreign shores(But) wherever we go we'll always knowThat the land we stand on is never our ownHey there laddie, internal exileWhen will you (realise) {see that} we've got to let go?Hey there lassie, internal exileWhen will you realise (we've) {you've} got to let go?We're internal exilesWe've got to, got to let goWe're internal exilesAs if we've got to let goWe've got to let goWe've got to go nowWon't you please let us go now?Internal exileInternal exileWon't you please let us go now? From Letras Mania