Kilbirnie
No longer glows the sky at night Eerie orange from steel so bright They still feel what they did was right As I walk through a village called Glengarnock The hills seem alive with mist and rain Dead sheep killed for politics’ pain Same with the old chemical rain As I walk through a village called Glengarnock The old warehouses moan and creak While people sign on for another week Everyone wants but no one will seek As I walk through a village called Glengarnock My Grandfather’s village where he walked those streets Dreaming of people he would never meet Even the ground has gone beneath his feet As I walk through a village of Glengarnock Those streets once full of the working men With CCTV for the news at ten Just in case you happen to go round the bend As I walk through a village called Glengarnock The powers that be, drive through every day Closing their eyes to the things of dismay Saying "Ah well tomorrow’s another day" As I walk through a village of Glengarnock Key tasks and spin as the place lies in gloom While preachers predict that we are all doomed A village once living which died so soon As I walk through a village called Glengarnock