Oot & Aboot Lyrics - Real Mckenzies

sometimes being inside just gives me the creeps 

so i jump in my boots & get right oot on the streets 

with the weirdos & the bars & the noise of the city 

kickin' oot the jams with the licks of the skinny 

getting up & oot to where they don't make cents 

where they ceilidh & the fling 

with their kilts on & everything 

they sweat & it condenses on the stone cold walls 

runnin' all down the make a swamp on the floor 

[Chorus:] 

that what ye git when you get oot 

getting your ass off of the couch 

take a look it leaves no doubt 

no good to sit&pout 

so go on get oot&aboot 

although they can try they just can't keep me in 

down there in hades with the vice and the sin 

practise wreckless abandon in the room starts to spin 

you know it won't be long before they 

throw us all outta here