No home, no job, just 12 good friends.

Betrayed by one who swore they never would.

Died too soon for pointless reasons.

What if God the NHS was one of us?

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Mornin' on the desert, and the wind is blowin' free,

the elements have freedom,

but what about me?

Trailing from bar to bar

like new age saloons,

why's it so hard

just to find me a home?

I keep on wandering,

wondering where's my milk and honey?

People sippin' on moonshine

or as some call it money.

Mornin' on the desert, and th...

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