Bomb

All that you do, all that you say

To get to home is to get away

You can stay home or go away

To get to home is to get awayI hear it, oh, oh, oh, I hear itAlways a rich, never the cold

Don't take the pain now, hold out for more

And when you wake up your dying days

To get to home, still to get awayI hear it, oh, oh, oh, I hear itI hear it, I hear it, I hear it

I hear it, I hear itI hear it, I hear it

I hear it