I've grown complacent i cannot think I am the third swan, the non-white one, The not quite sun on the water of Leith Ducking i am diving for political belief I am dragging up scum I am the waste from the slums i am You can have your cake But someone else will scoff I cannot live to ninety five I want to die whilst i am alive I rode shotgun with the roof down Amusement arcade dance How the Vauxhall bounced The Kinkell Braes i, i swore took aim, aye, I am a king of the world A king of the world shot down You hit the new year sprinting gold No late december weight upon your shoulders Now you're shot of me My balance the envy of a new born foal My sea legs knocking in the shallows Now you're shot of me I rode shotgun with the roof down Amusement arcade dance How the Vauxhall bounced The Kinkell Braes i, i swore took aim, aye, I am a king of the world A king of the world shot down I rode shotgun with the roof down Amusement arcade dance I am a king of the world shot down