| I left my home and my family by the ocean
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| Out on my own, to seek my fortune
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| But there is no work to occupy these young hands
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| So look out boy you’re heading for the mainland
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| What do you do? |
| You can’t make nothing out of nothing
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| Everybody needs a start
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| What do you do? |
| You can’t make nothing out of nothing
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| Give my country back it’s heart
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| Well, I was born on a St. John's street
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| Where all my hopes could meet with defeat
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| I hide my fear in higher education
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| Now I am so smart I could rule this content-nation
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| What do you do? |
| You can’t make nothing out of nothing
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| Everybody needs a start
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| What do you do? |
| You can’t make nothing out of nothing
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| Give my country back it’s heart
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| Now I’m alone but I’m working everyday
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| I’m getting stoned and I’m blowing all my pay
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| Just to survive I’ll do whatever I can
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| Now, I’m alive, but how can I be a real man?
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| What do you do? |
| You can’t make nothing out of nothing
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| Everybody needs a start
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| What do you do? |
| You can’t make nothing out of nothing
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| Give my country back it’s heart |