The first 11 lines.
Got on board a westbound seven forty seven
Didn't think before deciding what to do
All that talk of opportunities, TV breaks and movies
Rang true, sure rang true
Seems I've often heard that kind of talk before
It never rains in California, but girl, don't they warn ya
It pours, man, it pours
Out of work, I'm out of my head
Out of self respect, I'm out of bread
I'm under loved, I'm underfed
I wanna go home
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