When I was just seventeen
I ran away from home
I ran away from home
To be with all the pretty people
To be on my own
Bright lights and trains
and bedsit stains
and bedsit stains
And pavements paved with gold
And I believed in everything that everybody told me
I found myself in a lonely place
with a suitcase full of dreams
And I soon grew up to realise
what living in the doghouse means
what living in the doghouse means
But everyday I told myself
good things would happen soon
good things would happen soon
'cause I knew that I was going to be
a legend in my living room
a legend in my living room
Have mercy
Come on Sisters... say
Have mercy on me
Have mercy
Come on Mother... say
Have mercy on me
Have mercy
Come on Father... say
Have mercy on me
Now everyday on a dead end street is where I spend my time
The dust has been collecting on the corners of my mind
But I've shed my tears in bitter drops until the thorn trees bloomed
To take the spiky fruit to crown myself the Queen of doom
Have mercy
Come on Brother ... say
Have mercy on me
Welcome to this perfect world
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