Baby you can catch me
at the border
me and my sleeping bag
Baby you can catch me
at the border
me and my sleeping bag
catch me at the border
catch me at the border
hiding yourself
behind a false face
is such a drag
baby you can find me
at the border
me and my sleeping bag
I've got a can of beans
and a piece of bread
you can't kill my spirit
because
it is already dead
Baby you can catch me
at the border
me and my sleeping bag
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