Now, this is a story all about how

My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the Prince of Nuketown with bad air
In
Sanctuary Hills born and raised
On the playground was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all shootin some Super Mutants outside of the school

When a couple of ghouls who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and my Codsworth got scared

He said 'You're movin' out to Concord with Perston and Hollis with long hair'
I whistled for a cab and but none came near
Saw a license plate said fresh and had dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought 'Nah, forget it' - 'I need some fresh air'
I pulled up to my house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the mole rats 'Yo homes smell ya later'
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Wander Prince of Fresh Air