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Ain't No Place Like Home
When I wake up in my house
I get dressed then I get lost
I don't know which way to go
I guess I'll have a cup ov joe
Where the hell was I anyways?
So I end up on the street
Walking and talking to my own beat
In a fog, in a haze
I've been tripping out for days
Can you help me find my way home?
One...
Two...
Three...
Don't rock the boat now, just let it slide
Groovy people walking back and forth, that's right
So I hop onto this bus
Destination reads "please save us"
Not a soul that I know
To be found in this dark hole
Can you help me find my way home?
I'm so tired ov looking for the door
Please help me find my way
I can't find the door
Where am I now... where am I now?
I find myself just out there floating
I get dressed then I get lost
I don't know which way to go
I guess I'll have a cup ov joe
Where the hell was I anyways?
So I end up on the street
Walking and talking to my own beat
In a fog, in a haze
I've been tripping out for days
Can you help me find my way home?
One...
Two...
Three...
Don't rock the boat now, just let it slide
Groovy people walking back and forth, that's right
So I hop onto this bus
Destination reads "please save us"
Not a soul that I know
To be found in this dark hole
Can you help me find my way home?
I'm so tired ov looking for the door
Please help me find my way
I can't find the door
Where am I now... where am I now?
I find myself just out there floating
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