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

Come on, little lady, Lady, let's eat at home Lady, let's eat at home, eat at home, eat at home Bring the love that you feel for me Into line with the love I see, And in the morning you'll bring to me love Lady, now don't do that Lady, let's eat in bed

And you pull my hips so close; volume goes with the truth When I'm home alone, I just dance by myself The kid was all right but it went to his head Signing off "I'm all right in bed, but I'm better with a pen." I'm all right in bed, but I'm better with a

Take your time coming home. Hear the wheels as they roll. Let your lungs fill up with smoke. Forgive everyone. She is here and now she is gone We had plans, we can't help but make love. It's a beautiful thing when you love somebody, And I love somebody.

Goodbye I'm going home There's no need for you to say you're sorry I don't care no more so don't you worry Your music's shite it keeps me up all night, up all night I hate the way that even though you know you're wrong You say you're right I hate the

The stowaways of civil war When living through a civil war "God bless our little civil war" Progress rides with thieves and whores I don't know you to wear a hat But I came home late and there it sat You rose to show what hats are for Christmas mornings

Leave it alone mate She doesn't want to go home with ya, home with ya, no She doesn't want to go home with ya, home with ya She can't even run She can't even walk She slurs when she speaks But you hear what you want when she can't even talk Can't even

All I wanna do is end up with you (ooh, ooh) End up with you, end up with you Lovin' in the back seat to the radio Wouldn't be the worst scenario 'Cause all I wanna do is end up with you Get home and we're locked out Middle of the backyard laying down

Do you, Mr. Jones? You walk into the room with your pencil in your hand You see somebody naked and you say, "Who is that man?" You try so hard but you don't understand Just what you will say when you get home Because something is happening here but you

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