MILLENCOLIN - Home From Home lyrics

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For six weeks I had this job<br>Cleaning the local hospital<br>The pay was o.k. but I didn't like to swab<br>So I changed it for a bass guitar<br>Bordedom was my companion<br>Stuck to me like glue<br>But I broke the bond<br>To make some dreams come true<br><br>Like a street to a hustler, a face to the soul<br>It's the one and the only place we control<br>It's our reality, not just a poem<br>It's a place that we call home<br><br>For some time I went to school<br>Tried to learn what's right and wrong<br>I didn't like their schemes<br>I couldn't buy their rules<br>So I went back to where I belong<br>You gotta love the sound<br>Of that guitar and the bass<br>The snare it sounds like a gunfire<br>It's like a thousand decibel punch in the face<br><br>East or west ? well home is the best!<br>Though I sometimes feel like a clown<br>But I've also had the feeling. yes!<br>That I'm unstoppable<br>And that no one can bring me down<br><br>Step right in<br>Erase what's on your mind<br>Step right in<br>Leave everything behind<br>Leave it behind