Home at last Oh Angela it's a long time coming They raise you up just to cut you down When you left this town, with your windows down And the wilderness inside Let the exits pass, all the tar and glass 'Til the road and sky align The strangers in this

Back when we were rockstars Back when the air guitars were the only sound And you'd strum the chords and I'd put the pedal down Two-man dashboard band rollin' through this town Had that rearview shakin' to the kickdrum beat Leaning West Coast deep in the

And the world's wide open. This may not be my town, It'll do for now, Till I can figure out, Where I'm going, She's slinging eggs and bacon, With a college education

The sky is crying the streets are full of tears Rain come down wash away my fears And all this writing on the wall Oh I can read between the lines Rain come down forgive this dirty town Rain come down and give this dirty town A drink of water a drink of

But if I know me, I'll turn this car around. I won't get halfway through town, and I'll be sorry. I'll stop and call, and you'll say you're sorry too, And I'll come runnin' back to you, if I know me. We both said some things I know we never meant, And

Whoa oh oh oh oh We get real low, we get real high It ain’t all good baby but it’s all right This is real life in the real world We ain’t talking to no models We got real girls Well I grew up in a real town Where the prom queen had a plastic crown

Smoke it out Don't let em get me Here we go! Pack your bags we gotta leave this town for good Don't complain, I've never done these things before Flashing lights in the rearview, hit the gas If one things for sure- I will be going fast! Step on the gas

I'm so far away The dust distorts the sound Last one left in this god forsaken town Tarnished all your memories Your smile's a front at best As you stare out the tilted window Is it one big second guess? I'm so far away now

And the world's wide open. This may not be my town, It'll do for now, Till I can figure out, Where I'm going, She's slinging eggs and bacon, With a college education

This town's too small to be mean And somebody's sister knows somebody's husband And somebody's daughter knows somebody's brother And around here, we all look out for each other Aw, but don't you forget it, as big as we're getting Too small to be lying