| Where must I find a place to live
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| In this jungle created by mankind?
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| Where will I lay my weary head?
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| Tell me, how I’ll find a peace of mind?
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| Some say earth a run red
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| Man and man must insure dem head
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| But I feel like running instead
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| And find me a place, I’ll be free
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| I will take me over hills and that valley
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| Yes, I’ll find me a place I’ll be free
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| Yes, I’ll take me far away from the city
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| Mother nature is calling me So many year in starvation
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| And I can’t find a thing to nyam
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| Sometimes I contemplate
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| And wonder what is wrong
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| Though I try so hard, I just can’t get along
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| Man to man is unjust
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| And I don’t know who to trust
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| Still I say living is a must
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| So I’ll find me a place where I’ll be free
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| I will take me over hills and that valley
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| Yes, I’ll find me a place I’ll be free
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| Yes, I’ll take me far away from the city
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| Mother nature is calling me Doing my best to serve mankind
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| To liberate the captivated mind
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| Still they don’t seem to hear my call
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| So I won’t linger and perish with them at all
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| Some say earth a run red
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| Man and man must insure them head
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| But I feel like running instead
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| And find me a place I’ll be free
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| I will take me over hills and that valley
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| Yes, I’ll find me a place I’ll be free
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| Yes, I’ll take me far away from the city
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| Mother nature is calling me |