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