Homecoming

Nobody likes you,
everyone left you,
they are all out without you
having fun.

Here they come marchin´ down the street..
Like a desperation of a heartbeat.

And I can play the guitar..
I gotta kid in New York

Out of my case, out of my case, out of my case..

Nobody ever said that life was fair.

The world is spinning round..

See laul on hea. Ma lähen nüüd seitsme venna männikest joonistama. Haige asi.

Home, we`re coming home again!