Right To Fly Lyrics - Polly Jean Harvey

( with moonshake ) 

Bowling along the street like an empty carton 

Mouthing words to music no-one else can hear 

Rolling in the gutter like a stolen hubcab 

The force field means no-one will come near 

I've got a right to fly 

And you're wrong to bring me down 

I've got my head in the clouds 

And my feet on the ground 

I've got a right to fly 

And you're wrong to bring me down 

I've got a right to fly 

Try and engage some conversation 

But people's teeth grind and hackles rise 

And then they get that glazed look in their eyes 

They press a tarnished coin into my greasy mitt 

My clothes catch the rain, the sun, the sweat 

I've got a right to fly 

And you're wrong to bring me down 

I've got my head in the clouds 

And my feet on the ground 

I've got a right to fly 

And you're wrong to bring me down 

I've got a right to fly 

One last soldier behind a shield of offense 

People attacking with curled lips and glances 

Mind grows propellers and pilots 

And retro-rockets taking off to where the alley wind dances 

I've got a right to fly 

And you're wrong to bring me down 

I've got my head in the clouds 

And my feet on the ground 

I've got a right to fly 

And you're wrong to bring me down 

I've got a right to fly 

You're wrong 

You're so wrong