Fishbone in the dustbin
Dirty washin’ on the line
See the gas lamp burnin’
And the dirty windows shine
Grey-haired old lady
Your building’s dyin’ in the rain
No sanitation
There’s tepid water in your drain
What makes you stay here (ohhhh)
It’s different without old Bill
And no electric graveyard
Waiting on the hill
It’s home from home she said
What you’re brought up to be used to
Home from home she said
What you’re brought up to be used to
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Home sweet home
See the inland seagull
Flying homeless in the evening sky
Round and round in a circle
The oily water wondered why
See the black smoke rising
Smell the cordite on the wind
Your chimney’s burning
Notify my next of kin
Ten mile from Rainham
Go fishing on the way
Yeah
What a waste your human
Dying on your grave
It’s home from home she said
What you’re brought up to be used to
Home from home she said
What you’re brought up to be used to
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Home sweet home
Come on
Yeahhhhh...
Yeahhhhhahh...
Home from home she said
What you’re brought up to be used to
Now, home from home she said
What you’re brought up to be used to
It’s my
Home from home she said
What you’re brought up to be used to
(Home from home she said)
What you’re brought up to be used to
(Home from home she said - hey)
What you’re brought up to be used to
(Home from home she said - hey)
What you’re brought up to be used to
What you’re brought up to be used to
What you’re brought up to be used to
What you’re brought up to be used to
What you’re brought up to be used to
What you’re brought up to be used to
What you’re brought up to be used to
What you’re brought up to be used to
What you’re brought up to be used to
What you’re brought up……

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