Nomad Mopad
Nomad Mopad, I don't have a home
Nor a brother, sister, friend or foe
Sometimes I don't know where to go
Looking like a dog searching for a bone
Sometimes I just like to be alone
No food in my stomach, I moan and groan
People feel bad and solace is shown
They say Nomad Mopad where is your home
I tell them that I do not know where to go
Then all of my tears begin to flow
Dang it, my soft side's began to show
I will hold my head up, won't let it lay low
One day I'll make it and stars shall glow
They'll wanna know my story, and fill out in rows
My job is done, fly away like a crow
Nomad Mopad, I've found a new home
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