Three Sheets to Kishkiyya · Track 19 · middle
Blootered
VOLUME I — being gloriously, world-tilting DRUNK (the night at full tilt). The idiom and the song's title hook: "Blootered". Its true history: Scotland, 1805 — from Scots 'blooter,' a loud clumsy oaf; loud, clumsy, very drunk. Render this beat of the night as the band's affectionate, funny, celebratory tribute — the idiom itself is the chorus hook.
Lyrics
[Intro] Step back, make way The king of the cobblestones is holding court today [Verse 1] I meant to glide across the tavern wood Like a phantom of the evening really should But my boots are heavy and my arms are wide I took the nearest barstool for a ride I swear the room is pulling to the left But I've never felt so charming, or so well-dressed [Chorus] Oh, I am absolutely blootered A loud and clumsy oaf, just like they said Since 1805 in the Scottish rain We've been wearing the crown of the addled brain Blootered! Hear me roar and watch me trip With a heavy foot and a heavy lip I'm the finest disaster in the town [Verse 2] Every story that I tell is twice as loud I am a giant towering through the crowd Sure, I spilled a little whiskey on my coat But my philosophy is keeping us afloat I'm a dancer with a wild, erratic spin Throwing out a heavy and an eager limb [Chorus] 'Cause I am absolutely blootered A loud and clumsy oaf, just like they said Since 1805 in the Scottish rain We've been wearing the crown of the addled brain Blootered! Hear me roar and watch me trip With a heavy foot and a heavy lip I'm the finest disaster in the town [Bridge] They coined the word for a noisy shout When the village clumsy oaf was out Some Highland fellow with a booming chest Who thought his singing voice was great Well, I claim his mighty name tonight Underneath the buzzing yellow sign [Outro] I'm the finest disaster Make some room, the captain's coming through I think I'll just sit down right here on the rug