From afar, you can spell
Look at me, you can tell
The perfume I'm wearing, you couldn't smell
The flies are chasing, they like me well
I don't care about dignity
I need a mattress
I don't believe in security
Talk about these others
Tell me where I can find food
Show me where I can sleep like wood
Show me where I can spend one night
One night in peace and no mosquito bite
Tell me you can get me slippers
And my eyes will light up as you
I don't need any sneakers
I have no fancy for shoes
I also need one t-shirt
The one I'm wearing is torn
God bless you for the mosquito net
I'll try and find a place warm
I don't see what you see
I don't know A from C
The recession means nothing to me
The election doesn't mean I'm free
All I want is something for bread
That is why I've come holding your leg
I know you are kind
I also know you wouldn't mind
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