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