Cuddle's Against The Law. Poem by Billy Henderson

CUDDLE'S AGAINST THE LAW.Lyrics by Billy Henderson,
Chorus.
Cuddles, cuddles, cuddle's against the law,Can we naw prognosticate, a simple aye or naw?Blawin' smackers that's yer lot, Mauna cough nor fart nor sneeze, for fear ah micht be caught.

1.The future's tricky, what can ye do? Ah'll throw a sicky, maybe the flu,Ah'd gan' tae Glesga, ma haun's are tied, alas Ah've been sine died, so,

2. I went tae Aldi, shelves were bare, I'll gie it laldy an' shave ma hair,It seems that BoJo's lost the plot, but we Nats can't be bought, so,

3. This isolation's aw right for some, I'll have an orgy, you cannae come,
Invite some parrots, dogs and trolls, and fifteen blaw-up dolls, so,

4. i need an overdraft, Ah've lost ma joab, and wae is me, a claustrophobe,Ah'll hire the toon hall, the songs'll flow, a virtual one-man-show, so,

5. Life's a bitch when you're on the dole, cooking for one, it's lemon sole,I'm schizo, I'm not alone, "Yes you are, No I'm not, you're on your own" so,

6. Look out my window empty streets, I sold my telly, they're all repeats, Get out my banjo, and sing a song, and y'all can sing along, so,