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The burning of that first cigarette Is enough to make me halfway forget That there's no place where I feel at home I guess that I was just born to roam Buses, trains and other people's cars Are the means by which I gaze at the stars Loose change from strangers here and there Gives me a little hope that someone cares Sure I'm an able bodied man People think I should work and that I can But it's not my hands that put me in a bind It's a problem the Good Lord gave my mind (Chorus) I've cried, believe me I've begged madness to leave me Like anyone I didn't ask to be born But I'm here anyway And I'm one of those who is torn In pieces Pieces of a man If I could choose to change, I would, God knows But my thoughts go where the cold wind blows SongtexteThey say give credit where credit is due I've never had any credit, so I don't feel like they do Who knows why some are broken from the start I guess the rules are made up by someone who's smart If that's the case I wish they'd figure us out And tell us where to go and what it's all about (Chorus) Aus Songtexte Mania