They can take me away, they can beat me
They can even leave me with nothing to eat
But I won't change my opinion.
From here in the slums I won't leave no, from here in the slums I won't leave no.
If there isn't water, I'll drill out a well
If there isn't meat, I'll buy a bone and put it in the soup
And I'll stop going, I'll stop going
Let them speak about me whoever wants to speak of me
Here I don't pay the rent
If I die tomorrow, your doctor
Is close to the sky
They can take me away, they can beat me
They can even leave me with nothing to eat
But I won't change my opinion.
From here in the slums I won't leave no, from here in the slums I won't leave no . . .
They can take me away, they can beat me, but I won't change my opinion, but I won't change my opinion . . .