This is a song about "Glasgow celtic"

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

An old friend no stranger

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

You was to young a 18 year old

Blossoms in my radius, common

So the ones eye has freak don't run

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Do you know me? tattered soul with no compass or identity

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

The judas movement back to a christian love.

His english was slurred so i didn't understand him fully.

But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily

And don't think what you're old

Is a space that now you hold