So don't knock it, don't knock it, you've been here before I just wanted to know if I could go home So don't knock it, don't knock it I got a notion to say what doesn't feel right Got an answer in your story today It gave me a sign that didn't feel

Go big or go home Go big or go I'm thinking life's too short, it's passing by So if I'm gonna go at all I'll sleep when I'm dead, you can bury me Don't feel like going home But all my cash is gone Yeah, I got nothing to do tonight

A beautiful believer She don't know how much I need her She gives me strength When mine's all gone She always keeps me hanging on When I feel I've lost my way She leads me home Rode into town at only eighteen My girl beside me and a baby in a car seat

Something for the fans I'm the type to rent a hotel room just to feel at home I'm the type to rent a hotel room just to be alone I got an issue with people pretending they like what they don't Please don't bring up my issues unless you gon' deal with

(Ground beneath my feet) I need that (Ground beneath my feet) to feel that I need that (ground beneath my feet) to feel that (Ground beneath my feet) to feel that, I need that I need that home, I'm coming home, I'm coming home 'Cause it's life that I've

I feel my fire starts to burn The heat controlling my mind Sent from home overseas And into the unknown Barely landed in the jungle Sent on first patrol Sundown darkness falls Dig in for the night Ambushed in the dawn they came

Well, now it getting, Late on into the evening and I feel like, like blowing my home. When I woke up this morning all I, I had was gone. Now it getting, Late on into the evening, man now, I feel like, like blowing my home. Well now, woke up this morning,

From the satellite mind Lost where I forgot to hold it Coming home cause I want to Hang out with a starlet Stare out at the ceiling Preview of a screening Flashback of a feeling Sick sense of calling I heard you fuck through the wall

You don't know what I'm feeling Into your own All 'cause you won't listen Listen, I am alone at a crossroads I'm not at home, in my own home And I've tried and tried To say what's on my mind Well, you should have known

Feeling low down and dirty Just like a dog without a bone Oh what happened to my lady Better get her tail back home Gonna be suspicious, more suspicious from now on Too much howling at Big Yeller Too much growling at the door Too much running round in