Tore the people from the land
  Torched their houses with bloodied hands
  Thousands starved or died at sea
  A sickening toll of human misery
  Broke the old clan system where land was there for all
  And once the people had their backs against the wall
  The connivance of the church cleared them off the land
  "Remember it's God's will so don't try to make a stand"
  They made a desert wher trees once stood
  Squeezing from the land every penny that they could
  Ethnic cleaning of the glens for farming sheep
  'Cos that way there's more profit for the rich scum to reap (rape)
    "Beautiful bleak moorland?"- I don't think so
  This is a place where great forests used to grow
  Laid waste by a rich man's greed
  Reclaim the land and plant the seed
  Yet still every year, seeking their roots
  They come from overseas to lick the boots
  Of the clan chief and kiss the hand
  Of the very people who threw their families off the land
  This is nothing more than a sick farce
  paying homage to the ruling class
  Who, without hesitation, do it all again
  Those who forget history to repeat it are condemned
    "Gee, Scotland-It's so quaint
  All this scenery makes me feel quite
  faint
    Clan chief looks so good in his kilt
  We never think of the blood his family spilt"
    "I'm the clan chief o.k. yah
  I support Scotland when they play rugger
  But an independent country? there I'd draw the line
  I own this land it's mine all mine
    FUCK YOU, You arrogant prick
  You inbred rich bastard, YOU MAKE ME FUCKING SICK
  You own fuck all-except in your head
  One day the land will be ours-and you'll be dead
    I won't beg permission to walk the land they claim to "own"
  And I won't pay no fucker to gain access to THE STONES
  The rich have stolen and buy and sell our earth
  But it belongs to NO ONE-or to all by right of birth
    TAKE BACK THE LAND, TAKE BACK THE LAND
  TAKE BACK THE LAND, TAKE BACK THE LAND
  TAKE BACK THE LAND, TAKE BACK THE LAND
  TAKE BACK THE LAND, TAKE BACK THE LAND
    TAKE IT