When I was just seventeen I ran away from home To be with all the pretty people to be on my own   Bright lights and trains and bedsit stains pavements paved with gold And I believed in everything that everybody told me         Have mercy. Have mercy on me I found myself in a lonely place with a suitcase full of dreams And I soon grew up to realise what living in the doghouse means But everyday I told myself good things would happen soon 'cause I knew that I was going to be a legend in my living room Have mercy.      Have mercy on me. Have mercy.        Have mercy on me welcome to this perfect world Now every day on a dead-end street is where I spend my time The dust has been collecting on the corners of my mind  But I've shed my tears in bitter drops until the thorn trees bloomed To take the spiky fruit to crown myself the King of Doom Have mercy.            Have mercy on me Have mercy.      Oh Oh children have mercy on me        Have mercy.      Listen to me people have mercy on me.