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I left my home, my family by the ocean,
Out on my own to seek my fortune;
But there's no work to occupy this young man,
So look out, boy! You're heading for the mainland!
And what do you do?
You can't make nothing out of nothing,
Everybody needs a start;
And what do you do?
You can't make nothing out of nothing,
Give my country back its heart.
Now I was born on a St. John's street,
Where all my hopes could meet with defeat;
I hired my days to higher education,
Now I'm so smart I could rule this God damn nation.
So what do you do?
You can't make nothing out of nothing,
Everybody needs a start;
And what do you do?
You can't make nothing out of nothing,
Give my country back its heart.
Now I'm alone but I'm working everyday,
I'm getting stoned and I'm blowing all my pay;
Just to survive I'll do whatever I can,
Now I'm alive, but I cannot be a real man.
What do you do?
You can't make nothing out of nothing,
Everybody needs a start;
And what do you do?
You can't make nothing out of nothing,
Give my country back its heart.
What do you do?
You can't make nothing out of nothing,
Everybody needs a start;
And what do you do?
You can't make nothing out of nothing,
Give my country back its heart.
