"It ain't my fault   it's 6' o' clock in the morning"   He said   As he came up out of the night      When he found I had no coins to bum   He began to testify   Born in a depression   Born out of good luck   Born into misery   In the back of a truck…      I'm telling you this mister   Don't be put off by looks   I been in the ring and I took those right hooks      Oh the loneliness   Used to knock me out…harder than the rest   And I've worked for breakfast   'N' I ain't had no lunch   I been on delivery and received every punch      Suddenly I noticed that it weren't quite the same   Feel different one morning   Maybe it was the rain      But everywhere I looked all over the city   They're runnin' in an out of the bars   Someone stopped for a pick-up driving one of those cars   Y'see I always wanted one of those cars   Long black 'n' shiny an' pull up to the bars   Honk your horn, put down your windows, push yer button   Hear it coming in   You can say I can see the light…roll!   Forward! Drive! Green lights! Green lights!   Intersection city coming   A running comeback home   I run back not that strong now   Yes who's there now, can I help you?   Calling Intel station light   Did you put it in   It say go, I say go, she say go   So we say go   Cos' I can see the light all night tonight   This night right now   Coming on forward motion across the ocean   An' up the hills yeh boys let's strike for the hills   While that petrol tank is full   Gimme a push gimme a pull   Gimme a llama gimme a mule   Gimme a donkey or gimme a horse      Down the avenue   So fine   In style