Two blokes, Billy and Sammy, on the tear wandering around Glasgow looking for a party to ruck up in.
They arrive in one house were a right ol' piss-up is in full flow, noticing the Celtic posters and pictures of the men of 1916 hanging on the wall, they keep quietly to the back of the room knocking back warm cans of Tennants. The singing - stirring renditions of "Kevin Barry" and "The Men Behind the Wire" - is in full flow when someone spots them and calls on them "tae oblige the company wi' a song".
Panic stricken, Billy turns to Sammy and asks him does he know any songs.
"I only know two songs and one a' them's 'The Sash'!"
"Fukk me, ye cannae sing 'The Sash' here, wha's the other song?"
"Ach, it's a wee number called 'The Cry'"
"'The Cry'? That sounds nice, gie that one a lash"
Sammy stands up, coughs politely, "The cry...was NO SURRENDERRRR!!"
Bada bish, I'm here all week folks, don't forget to tip your waitress.