I came to France for Freedom
I came to France for Fun
I flew to France with Wind in my Hair
But now I’m on the Run!

I landed in Paris just by Chance
I landed in Paris by Luck
I survived in Paris by the Skin of my Teeth
And now I’m Bloody Stuck!

I had a Kid called Angel
A little Girl called Mist
I love that Kid much more than Life
But now she’s Sorely Missed

I found a Farm to Work on
Where I could Make some Friends
But now I’m Trapped in some Strange Web
Without any Loose Ends

If I ever Get Out of This
I’d like to Make it Clear
That Under no Circumstances
Would you Want to be Here!