I wanna live where the roaches crawl. (heavy living, yeah heavy living) Behind the cracks with the rats in the walls. To watch the skin peeling right
from famine and danger- A home and a country remain not to me. Never again, in the green sunny bowars, Where my fortfathers lived, shall I spend the sweet hours
boy too much, no, no you just loved the boy to well, Farewell So you live from day to day, and you dream about tomorrow, oh. And the hours go
