Fight for Your Country (Atari Terror)

let me tell you a story it won’t be long: i traveled all over the world saw many countries many lands in many places i stayed for long got respect and felt like home but there was my gipsy heart... it never let me stay t for tennessee d for donegal paris texas in a desert storm beautiful girl with a southern accent i had to let her go because of my gipsy heart... it never let me stay you gotta fight for your right... to have your country anywhere... the end of the story is pretty simple i took the rest of my money bought a horse and rode him home and now... i feel like stranger in home town... like a stranger in my own home town