Hey Joe

Yes, Jimi, I went way down south

where a man can be free. No one

cares much for this town, so, it's

free. Fresh air and a nice place to

walk around, so, everyone leaves

it at that. You paid for your freedom

through a vein. No one's going 

anywhere here. That's how we got 

here. We were done with rude boy

life...rude boy in the street, office, 

bank. Rude Boy doctor: "We're 

going to have to take that out...my

kids need to go to college."

Yes, Jimi, sorry you got sucked into

the maw of the music industry... 

certain death. "Hey, Joe, where 'ya

gonna go with that sum in your hand?"

It's still the company store....whether

you call it Mafia, Government, Bank, 

Corporation...you been had.