Hark! I hear the foe advancing
Bar-ded steeds are proudly prancing
Helmets in the sunbeams glancing
Glitter through the trees

Caledonia lie ye dreaming
See ye not their spearpoints gleaming
Whilst their banner gaily streaming
Flutter in the breeze

From the rock rebounding
Let the Warcry sounding
Summon all
At Morrigan's call
The haughty foe surrounding

Caledonia on to glory
See your banners famed in story
Wave these burning words before ye
Morrigan scorns to yield 

Midst the field see dead and dying
Friends and foe together lying
All around the arrows flying
Scatter sudden death

Frightened steeds are wildly neighing
Brazen trumpets hoarsely braying
Wounded men for mercy praying
With their parting breath

See they're in disorder
Bloodied by the slaughter
Ever they
Shall rue the day
They ventured over the border

Now the enemy flees before us
Victory's banner floateth o'er us
Raise aloud exalting chorus
Morrigan wins the field

Born of Orcy we are fatter
Eating all that's swathed in batter
If there's food that's all that matters
Come on have a beer

True tartan of black and white
makes for foes a fearsome sight
With our bulk we just might
crush you to a pulp

Queenies we're protecting
Kill those who're defecting
Man by day
And Orc by night
Your larder we're inspecting

Kill our foes with rack of beef
Matters not if we've got teeth
We will keep the border 'neath
ever further south.

Clan McYokel stop your drinking
We know what the f**k you're thinking
Hear the armadillos clinking
Let's go start a fight

For the Queens we march to glory
Deeds are famed in song and story
Now clansmen let's on to victory
Won with celtic might

Then to our rejoicing
Song and drink and dancing
Honour now,
Our sacred cow
Born of a night's enchanting

They tried to put us to the test
but we showed them WE ARE THE BEST
Now they join us as if our guests
Drinking at the bar.

See our ovaries expanding
Clan McPooh are very demanding
We'll knock you down where you are standing
Cos women rule this land

100 Akre Wood we live in
Winne the Pooh's who we believe in
Christopher Robin we are seeking
Maybe you're the one.

With our pots of honey
You think we're cute and funny
We'll show you how
We're different now
Thanks to Scafloc's training

After the battle we love to party
With our joking hale and hearty
Caledonia's a haven of safety
Under Queenies rule

From the valleys travelled northwards
Join our kinsmen in their chorus
Deeds of legend lie before us
Makes the stories true

Taff and Yokel bloof related
By religion separated
Side by side in battle fated
Ever to be true

Green and purple splender
Never shall surrender
Lives we stake
For Bethan's sake
Sworn that we'll defeat her

Farmers forced to go to battle
Trading shepherd's crook for metal
Raising prayer to sheep not cattle
Born of sacred Ewe.

See the lines of shining armour
Stood beneath our cur-sed banner
Come to teach the clansmen manners
That they badly need

Swords for hire, our lands forsaken
Paid in gold for lives we've taken
Now in highland's home are making
Honoured by our deeds

Isn't it exciting
Let's get it in writing
Bringing order
To the clans
As we join in the fighting

Always stop at half past three
That's the time for a CUP OF TEA !
Then refreshed its on to victory
Glorious Indeed

We're the Exiles here us singing,
Slay our foes who's blood we're drinking.
Can't you here our armour chinking,
As we march to war.

If we're you friends then you can trust us,
If we're not don't try to Fuck us.
Ruthless bastards each one of us,
Come on have a go.

Scafloc he's our leader,
What a stupid bleeder,
You may recall,
He took a fall,
Whilst drinking with the Morrigan tried to beat her.

Remember Scafloc the Exiles saying,
"If you can't win by cheating, JUST STOP PLAYING!"
Now we've got land, no longer Exiled
Clansmen one and all