Yes! I Am a Long Way from Home

If the stars had a sound, it would sound like this.
The punishment for these solemn words can be hard.
Can blood boil like this at the sound of a noisy tape that I’ve heard?
I know one thing.
On Saturday, the sky will crumble together (or something) with a huge bang to
fit into the cave.
What?
Start spieling now?
When ah shag a burd ye’d think Antartica defrosted on her bed
Sometimes when ah’m puffin' hash ah get a burd tae suck my dong
Often when I don’t clean my knob I get my sister to lick the cheese of my helmet
Everytime ah poke my arse aff ah smell shite a' day
Once I was eighteen an' I had to shoot ma spunk hole, said «show 's yur beard
ya slag»
I used tae run aboot wi' wee guys an' a' that but ah never touched them right
Once I hud tae, hud tae, slash ma da’s …
Once when …