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