Mine is the road to nowhere
no sign, no light to guide me
who could describe my anger
when I was sacked last Friday?
Everything looked so fine
starting at six in the morning
work was all right, and I thought
this is a new life starting
Some of my old friends warned me
they said, "you'll never break the chain
that keeps us all apart from
the other society"
Born on the wrong side of town
maybe I felt they were right
but to change my social background
I had to work and to fight!
