Up here I don’t have to lie, cry, die, are ask why
I don’t have to sleep, weep or reap
I don’t have to whine or ask the time
I don’t have to stay, play, or be sent away
I don’t have to rent, or worry about the money I spent
I don’t have to fight, or lose my sight while waiting for my rights
I don’t have to feel, deal, kill or worry about my next meal
I don’t have to love, share a hug, or get mugged
I don’t have to sing, have a fling or ask if you get what I mean

Up here I don’t  have to plead, be in need, or leave
I don’t have to care, share or be aware
I don’t have to smell, fail or worry about hell
I don’t have to run, have fun, or carry a gun
I don’t have to wait, get raped, or be late
I don’t have to be, see are ask to be free
I don’t have to remember to love my brother
I don’t have to disobey my mother or worry for another
I don’t have to come down there ever again
You see up here I have reached the end