Martina Topley-bird - Too Tuff to Die lyrics

I always wonder why my mama left town New Haven ain't a bag of salt When nobody knows your name You look so different over the phone Seven states away they're doin' Doin' the strange fruit swing And when they come down You have to leave town I am I'm too tough to die I am Too tough to die Blessed are those who believe Who believe and have not seen I wasn't there and it's got me wondering The man you make then and now he's burning School's are learning you can't unlearn No room to turn, let alone run I am Too tough to die I am Too tough to die