I got a camera round my neck

No money in my pocket

Here comes the "Tea a Wana" police

I'm running, guess I lost it

Then I heard "STOP" and I turned around

And saw that gun aiming at me

I gotta get home

Gotta get home

I gotta get home

Gotta get home

I never wanted to go there

But I was told "You got to see it"

If you can take all the verbal abuse

And the smell of the streets, it's worth it

Pharmacies like supermarkets

Photographs on painted donkeys

Real cheap booze to hold you prisoner

I gotta get home

Gotta get home

I gotta get home

Gotta get home

I gotta get home

[solo]

I gotta get home

Gotta get home

I gotta get home

Gotta get home

I gotta get home

Gotta get home

I gotta get home

Gotta get home