.. I'm just a poor boy, a long way from home.
Don't wanna' die here, I'm all alone.
If I ever get out of this place, get out of this jam.
Go home and die on the sanctuary of Birmingham.
This crazy with a baseball cap,
has been working in a foreign land.
Learned to live in the jungle,
learned to kill with his bare hands.
Bringing his skills back to civilisation,
running to the police.
Mister I abhor your kind ..
an' I ain't no goddam freak !
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