Power in the left hand
Shoulda been a southpaw
I heard they issued a warrant
Does it make me an outlaw
I've spent most of my time alone
Saltire waving in the soft summer breeze
Sun screaming through a crack in the windscreen
Baby sleeping in the backseat
No mortgage no house no home
Well I've just been paid and I've got a couple years
Left before nature's gave me all she can give me she said
It's alright son we getting on it tonight son
I think we're gonna be alright, think we're gonna be alright
Maybe one day I'll be rich and I'll find a woman going
Through a seven year itch and I'll settle down and make her my wife
She'll whisper to me at night "ain't it good to be alive"
Well I saw a rich man the other day
He refused me a house on the big old estate that his daddy handed down
At least I worked for something
He thinks it's me that's the clown
One day I'll get off the homeless list
Find my wee girl a nice place to live
Maybe a garden,
A little house in a tree and I'll find the two of us some company
But I swear I'm gonna drive to the outskirts of town with some fuel
And a light and I'm gonna burn, I'm gonna burn,
I'm gonna burn that rich mans estate to the ground