I could tell the meaning of a word like serene
I got some 'o' grades when i was sixteen
I can tell the difference between magarine and bu*ter
I can say "saskatchewan" without starting to stutter
But i can't understand why we let someone else rule our land
We're cap in hand
I could get a broken jaw from being in a fight
I know its evening when day turns to night
I can understand why stranraer lie so lowly
They could save a lot of points by signing hibs goalie
But i can't understand why we let someone else rule our land
We're cap in hand
We fight - when they ask us
We boast - then we cower
We beg
For a piece of
Whats already ours
Once i thought i could make god a bribe
So i said i was in his lost tribe
Getting handouts can be so frustrating
"get in line son, there's five million waiting"
I can't understand why you let someone else rule your land
You're cap in hand.