| I’ve seen gypsies who made it all the way
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| And kept going, kept rolling with nowhere to go
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| Nowhere to go
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| As far as I’ve seen from the bush
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| And the wilderness, to every known city
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| I’ve been to Saudi Arabia, Dhaka, Calcutta
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| Soweto, Mozambique, Istanbul, Rio, Rome
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| Argentina, Chile, Mejico, Taiwan, Great Britain
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| Belfast, to the desert, Spain
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| Some little bitty island in the middle of the Pacific
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| All the way back home, to my town
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| To my town
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| Bitching, complaining from some people who ain’t got shit to eat
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| Bitching, moaning, so many people you know they got
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| What are we doing?
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| We’re sitting on a ruin
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| What are we doing?
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| We’re sitting on a ruin
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| As far as I’ve seen from the bush
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| And the wilderness, to every known city
|
| I’ve been to Saudi Arabia, Dhaka, Calcutta
|
| Soweto, Mozambique, Istanbul, Rio, Rome
|
| Argentina, Chile, Mejico, Taiwan, Great Britain
|
| Belfast, to the desert, Spain, Tokyo
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| Some little bitty island in the middle of the Pacific
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| All the way back home, to my town
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| To my town
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| Bitching, complaining that some people ain’t got shit to eat
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| Bitching, moaning, so many people you know that they got
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| What are we doing?
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| We’re sitting on a ruin
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| What are we doing?
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| We’re sitting on a ruin |