I don't wanna go back there again lyrics And sitting here in my safe European home I went to the place where every white face is an invitation to robbery They got the weed and they got the taxis Now they got the sun and they got the palm trees lyrics
The children play faraway the corridors are bare This room is a cage its like captivity lyrics Who would really want to move in here? A bang on the door resoundingly clear They sell us peeping holes to peek when we hear
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