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.