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Home From Home

For six weeks I had this job cleaning the local hospital

The pay was okay, but I didn't like to swab

So I changed it for my bass guitar

Boredom was my companion stuck to me like glue

But I broke the bond to make some dreams come true

Like a street to a hustler, a face to the soul

It's like the one and only place we can control

It's our reality, not just a poem

It's the place that we call home

For some time I went to school tried to learn what's right and wrong

I didn't like their schemes, I couldn't buy their rules so

I went back to where I belong

You gotta love the sound of that guitar and the bass

That snare it sounds like gunfire

It's like a thousand decibel punch in the face

Like a street to a hustler, a face to the soul

It's like the one and only place we can control

It's our reality, not just a poem

It's the place that we call home

East or west? Well, home is the best

Though I sometimes feel like a clown

But I've also had some feeling, yes

That I'm unstoppable and that no one can bring me down

Like a street to a hustler, a face to the soul

It's the one and only place we control

It's our reality, not just a poem

It's the place that we call home

Step right in

Erase what's on your mind

Step right in

Leave everything behind

Leave it behind

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