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No Place Like Home Lyrics
We'll leave at dusk with only that which we can carry
Whatever's left gets burned or buried
for if by chance we return
We'll leave a note
To Whom It May Concern:
Fuck you and your front lawn
I'd rather die with my hands tied than holding a gun
There's no place like home for collecting burdens
and conjuring ghosts that don't know they're dead
Soon there's going to be a fight
and we'll all have to choose sides
Like kids on the playground
But everyone's hungry
There's no place like home for collecting burdens
and conjuring ghosts that don't know they're dead
He insists that he's just sick and I don't have the heart
to tell him any different
It's the way it's been and the way it will be until we leave
We don't need a mirror
We don't need those pictures on the wall
We don't need to see ourselves as we are now
to remember where we came from
We'll leave at dusk with only that which we can carry
I'll get the dog, you get the baby
and pray that there's a god to light our way
Whatever's left gets burned or buried
for if by chance we return
We'll leave a note
To Whom It May Concern:
Fuck you and your front lawn
I'd rather die with my hands tied than holding a gun
There's no place like home for collecting burdens
and conjuring ghosts that don't know they're dead
Soon there's going to be a fight
and we'll all have to choose sides
Like kids on the playground
But everyone's hungry
There's no place like home for collecting burdens
and conjuring ghosts that don't know they're dead
He insists that he's just sick and I don't have the heart
to tell him any different
It's the way it's been and the way it will be until we leave
We don't need a mirror
We don't need those pictures on the wall
We don't need to see ourselves as we are now
to remember where we came from
We'll leave at dusk with only that which we can carry
I'll get the dog, you get the baby
and pray that there's a god to light our way
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Since I first heard this song I cannot stop, it's ridiculous. YouTube needs a repeat function or something, to make my listening experience work right. His lyrical attitude is typically enjoyable, and the strumming pattern/rhythm is phenomenal. Chalk yet another great song up for Mike Kinsella.
just type in repeat into the youtube url before the ".com" ex- http://www.youtuberepeat.com/watch/?v=D1ohwaYoWvo&list=FLvboN_QBVWT_IrOEbtmfTZw&feature=mh_lolz :)
just type in repeat into the youtube url before the ".com" ex- http://www.youtuberepeat.com/watch/?v=D1ohwaYoWvo&list=FLvboN_QBVWT_IrOEbtmfTZw&feature=mh_lolz :)
listening in 2017, this passage feels like he was predicting 2016 back in 2011.
To Whom It May Concern: Fuck you and your front lawn I'd rather die with my hands tied than holding a gun There's no place like home for collecting burdens and conjuring ghosts that don't know they're dead Soon there's going to be a fight and we'll all have to choose sides Like kids on the playground But everyone's hungry