I can make myself at home here,
Be my own man, live as I choose
And not let anyone interfere.
I've got all I want and all I need,
Food, warmth and friendship.
Plenty of 'em, and all for free.
No need to go back to those I left,
Who wanted me to be just like them.
To follow in father's footsteps
And be a good little boy.
Well I'm here now, and here I'll stay.
I've got good friends for once,
Who share what they have, always listen
And never talk back.
All right, I admit it did look bad here at first,
But we all smell the same now.
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