I bought a one way ticket to a foreign land
No inspiration here
I'm gonna live in the city of the beggar's hand
'Til my vision is clear
I fast and pray and serve the Lord
But I need something more
Where I'm going there's a simple life
Just getting through the day
Is the only thing on the beggar's mind
'Til he passes away
Mother teresa's gonna be my guide
'Til I strip myself down to my soul inside
In the city of joy where lepers are kings
I'm gonna find inspiration in little things
Don't need a mansion or diamond rings in this city
Just gimme love and the joy it brings
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A rickshaw puller earns a measly wage
Lost everything he owns in the monsoon
He's gotta sell his bones to pay a sage
To find his daughter a groom
The slums of calcutta are filled with these
It's enough to bring a saint to her knees
It's amazing where goodness can hide
When you clean a man of the stain of too much pride
And look inside
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