These are not my people, 
I should never have come here 
The chick with a dick and the gift for the gab 
I know a place, 
I've seen the face 
And I'll take the coast from factory to factory 
Ah These night's that 
I've been on the road 
Through my window the moonlight she shone 
And on my walls the fire she danced 
Playing out my very last chance to run, run, run, run 
Don't look back, you're moving too fast 
I know a place, 
I've seen the face 
And I'll take the high road from factory to factory 
Oh yeah Oh yeah 
Ah yeah Ah yeah 
There are millions and millions of people around 
On my TV, walking my streets, making sounds 
And I can walk with them 
I love them 
I need their love 
There are others 
I have known as poor souls, sores exposed 
The the run-of-the-mill, the destitute, and the cold 
Sores exposed to the blisters and shards 
Where any kind of kindness is as far as the sun, the sun 
The sun, the sun, run, run, run, run 
I know a place, 
I've seen a face 
And I'll take the coast from factory to factory 
Oh yeah Oh yeah 
Ah yeah Ah yeah 
Run, run Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmm 
These are not my people, 
I should never have come here 
I know a place, 
I've seen the face 
Take the coast from factory to factory 
Oh yeah Oh yeah 
Ah yeah Ah yeah 
Oh yeah Oh yeah 
Ah yeah