you drifted into town
makin' noices being loud
polluting our vieuw
bleeding over our streets
looking into windows breaking
into our privacy
is something we don't need
what we need is you making
tracks into eternity
so take your garbage to the
next train that leaves, we don't
want you to know
how we lay, live and die
'cause your kind is rough
we don't want you about
'cause you're a stranger your
eyes might see too much we
have ways you don't think of
they are ours, ones we'll keep
you wouldn't understand, you
wouldn't like what you see
so get out of this town we
don't want you about 'cause
you're a stranger
(c) JR. 1985
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