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I'm crying all alone in the rain Though it's not as bad as it seems I'm crying tears of joy Although my team's unemployed and dead Lisa lost her arm I finally found the source Of the Nile river, of course I've watched good men go mad I've heard Livingstone's dead and gone Not coming home I've dined with cannibal tribes And all sorts of new diatribes Watched the animals eat I've watched as they've considered me for a meal Honey, I'm not comin' home From Letras Mania