*** 12341234 ***

you. you try. you try to get by. "you're never going to pull it off" "you shouldn't even try" "you're a wet cigarette" "you're always second best" but they're never going to give a shit about anybody but themselves. you fight. for them to realize. there's more to life there's more to you there's more than meets the eye. and when you're done, the battle's been won. you sit back you smile and this is what you hum, you hum: ....12341234....

the years go by. the time it does fly. every single second is a moment in time that passes oh, so quick and it seems like nothing but when you're looking back well it amounts to everything. i've got myself. i've got my friends. i've got my little family but that's not where it ends. this one goes out to you. it goes out to everyone. it's in the name of honesty because life has just begun..... 12341234....

look around little brother can you tell me what you see? you're a big boy now so take responsibility. you never had it hard but now it's getting tough so you whine whine whine and you say you've had enough. you say i'm full of shit? that i'm a hypocrite? i shouldn't talk when i can't take the advice that i give? well maybe you're right but open your eyes: the main difference here is that i try try try

*** A 9MM and a Three Piece Suit ***

well i know i shouldn't care but i do and i don't and i always crack a smile when i see your punk rock clothes and you try try try but you never fit in and you're never going to so pack it up pack it in, so there. steve took three or four heather took more. she lit a cigarette and they're walking out the door with a semi automatic and a ski mask on they look to one another and they say to themselves "what fun". well i never want to bother and i never want to hover over his or her affairs because that's not fair and it seems to me that you're running out of time and it seems to me like you're never going to do what's right jack dropped 21, jill 22. the look in his eye said "brother what are you going to do with a 9mm and a three piece suit?" they look to one another and say "hey motherfucker, who's the fool?"

*** Alone In A Crowd ***

Cemetery break the stone Mom was right, shoulda stayed at home Seems like all the good old days are gone Back and forth and side to side A lonely boy, a mans disguise Another silhouette against the sky Overcome the obstacle of animosity Take me to my old back yard, security and family When all is said and all is done I¹m not the only one When all is said and all is done Take it all for granted, I don¹t mind its all been handed down to me But ill give it back someday Once upon a time a tale, began on a television now I watch it slowly spin away Overcome the obstacle of animosity Take me to my old back yard, security and family When all is said and all is done I¹m not the only one When all is said and all is done Clean the slate, turn the page Lonely boy has paved the way Mom was right, I should have stayed at home When all is said and all is done I¹m not the only one When all is said and all is done I¹m not the only one When all is said and all is done I¹m not the only one When all is said and all is done seems like all the good old days are gone

*** American Pie ***

Bye bye Miss American Pie.
I drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry.
The good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye.
Singing this will be the day that I die.
This will be the day that I die.

*** Arm To Arm ***

Another fucking day, it's still a nine to five, I swear. I don't want to reach the top. I don't want to be a millionare. I know that it may sound crazy, but it's driving me insane. Staring out the window of another fucking train. (CHORUS)
We're walking arm to arm. I won't follow. Arm to arm. I won't lead. Arm to arm. Beside me until tomorrow. Arm to arm. You're walking arm to arm with me. I'm feeling kind of homesick when I smell the old pine tree. I felt you in the breeze, I close my eyes, it's not so easy for me. Once or twice, three times a charm. We were walking arm to arm. I wanted that for so damn long, but now it's gone. I've never been so wrong. Drop me a line. Tell me everything that I've been missing. Won't you drop me a line. Tell me where you're gonna be when I get home. 2000 years more won't end this war, my brother. Half empty, half full. You're pushing, I'm pulling. Back in '96, sometimes I sit and reminisce. Took the train to Hoboken, I didn't know it then, but that is when I found my place outisde this so-called structured life. Married to my only love and music is my wife. (CHORUS)

*** As the Footsteps Die Out Forever ***

she was diagnosed on a friday the kids were almost home the kids were on their way back home from school lying face down in the gutter of unaccomplished dreams and broken memories of things to come "sorry ma'am i really am i had to break the news i had to make the phone call to tell you that you're due you know where i'll tell you when and i suggest you start living these next three weeks the best way that you can" every night for three long weeks she'd roam the hallways half asleep and as the footsteps fade away in my mind i could swear i could swear i heard her say: don't wait for me i've got a lot to do i've got a lot to be and in the end maybe i'll see you there lost her strength on a saturday spent the day in bed yeah i'm fine it's just the flu she said with a smile but when they turned their backs the tears would flow she knew she only had a while to live... to stand on her own two weakened feet "and so i pray everyday: don't take my mother away" and in the end maybe i'll see you there you know i'll see you there and in the end i'll see you there.

*** Bloomfield Ave. ***

She falls fast asleep, in her Glassboro apartment, dreaming of what she wants to be. So she just organizes photographs she's taken in this year that's past, loves nothing more, adores her memories. Does she miss any kiss, that I placed upon her lips. Does she have a photograph of me at all? That day she walked away. I turned my head and didn't pay attention, said California is my final fall. Last time I saw her was the first time that I saw her cry. She had a boyfriend and a tattoo of a butterfly. Biology, photography ambition, was enough for her to leave me. I swore I'd find on the other side. Bloomfield Ave. I'm sick of pickin' through the dumpster. A meal. I hold a gun but I can't feel it to my head, hum a song, say goodnight, it's all wrong. It's alright. I close my eyes and take a bite, bite, bite. Close my eyes and take a bite, bite, bite. Close my eyes and take a bit. (CHORUS)Another thing I should've said, light another cigarette, another thing I left behind ashes to ashes we all fall down. I'm homeless on the west, she's on the east. I only wish that I could see her one more time. To remind her that I love her and I shot him down. Now she's in that crazy town again. Hitchhike my way across the states. I'm banging on the door. She's passed out on the floor. Sawed off shotgun by her side, no one heard her cry. My tears roll down the wood of our old neighborhood. I saw her through the window but I didn't have the strength to knock it down. Down. Down. Didn't have the strength to knock it down. Down. Down. Didn't have the strength to knock it down.

*** Day In / Day Out ***

i don't want to barge in on your secrecy see dependency see it means nothing to me i don't want to hear about your problems and i don't want to listen to your apathy see you're not like me see you mean nothing to me all your cash doesn't make you any greener i don't need anyone to tell me what to feel i don't need anyone to hate the world with me day in day out it's not that bad i worry and i worry but you'll never have to worry again you'll never be alone in my room with a bucket full of phlegm i don't need a music scene to tell me who i am i should have got a warning should have came a year ago should i send her a birthday card? my conscience tells me no day in day out

*** Dear Sergio ***

run run run all you do is fucking run but you'll never run away from yourself. i know it's hard but you've been there before and i know you're going to be there again. i don't care what the stars may say because they always feed their bullshit to me. it's kind of sad how you lost what you had and you're never going to have it again and so i say: hey. sergio. it's getting kind of hot in here. every other day you don't care what they say because they always leave you two steps behind. you try to smile and it lasts for awhile but they always send you back to the start. eenie - meenie - miney - mo they shoot down everyone you know and then they leave you there all alone. you wish they'd stop but they never give up and you know deep inside that you're stuck and so i say: hey. sergio. it's getting kind of hot in here

*** Giving Up, Giving In ***

i got no cash got no girl but i got the world in the palm of my hand and i don't care if you care or if you understand because i'm a little kid and i've got little problems and i don't give a shit if you don't understand because: i got me. that's all i need. and i live comfortably. and sleep peacefully. i give up. i don't want to hear, i don't want to be near you or your friends and your dime a dozen miseries. i don't care if you care about the way you wear your hair or your shoes or your idiot attitude. don't stop because i want to hear your problems. don't you stop because i want to help you solve them. don't stop

*** Guilty Pleasures ***

It could've been different if I sang the song so long ago, and now I'm feeling like I'm stuck in slow motion again. But all I've got is time. Running around in circles, just to find that peace of mind. And you know I'm gonna get what's mine. I've lost touch, too much sympathy. Follow me, don't bother me. Fragments of each sentence representing anything I think. And still I try to smile, and still I try to laugh. And still I'll never change, I'm stuck here studying the past. So count me in. No, count me out, because it happened again. (CHORUS) It could've been. Should've been. Would've been different. It could've been.
It could've been different if the frgaments of each sentence were reminiscent of a sing-along song I sang so long ago. And still I try to smile, and still I try to laugh, just to find that peace of mind. And you know I'm gonna get what's mine. So count me in. No, count me out, because it happended again. (CHORUS) Forget about apologies, I'm not a sorry kid. So sing along with me. Same song we used to sing.

*** Hard To Impress ***

You say that you don't know me and you couldn't if you tried and your ignorance amazes me with every single lie. You say one thing and mean it then but then you can't decide. I would like to know. What did I do to earn your disrespect? An overrated importance of superior intellect. The words I say are not as big but does that mean a thing. I guess that I'll just stop. Trying to impress. (CHORUS)
I look at you and wonder what you're thinking. And what you say when I turn my back to you. Your arrogance powers your ego. You say that I don't know you but I've tried and tried and tried and I don't know what you're thinking when you look into my eyes. Is it positive or is it negative the trend. And it's funny the way you thought of me when I thought that we were friends. I'm glad it all worked out. The way I knew it would. I'm glad that I can stop. Trying to impress. (CHORUS)

*** Hidden Track ***

I got my four banging Ford truck glasspacks in the back gun rack tachometer and my brand new Napa hat stopping on the way home pick up a 12 pack from the nudie bar on the boulevard 3 miles from my shack Hope I don't have to beat the wife again just wanna drink beer with my friends then we'll go drunk driving in my big ass truck again

*** I'm Better Than You ***

i dont need no stupid reasons to go around always treating everyone with impunity/ im better than you/ im better than you think take it easy im better off this way i dont ever get to feeling for you cant you see that i dont give a shit about you/im better than you/im better than you think

*** It Takes Some Time ***

It takes some time you look at me you don't like what you see i don't like who i am i can change, i can change it takes some time in your factory if there's a recipe just tell me what to do and i'll slowly rearrange it takes some time so bare with me you're always there with me looking in the mirror it's much clearer now, i hear ya now echoes in my ear i can change but do i want to? nevermind...everytime...what you say...when you want it find myself inside myself and no one else can find it for me find myself all by myself and no one else can find it for me It takes some time too much time with you i don't know what to do taking time is wasting time and i'm not wasting away mine someone is telling me, yelling and selling me to their whole crew rendez-vous it takes some time so don't bother me you don't like what you see looking in the mirror it's much clearer now i hear myself echoes in my ears i can change but i don't want to fine the way i am i can change but choose not to it takes some time but watch is gone and all my clocks are wrong so, i don't have the time to change i can't change for you or anyone i think i'm enough fun the way that i am and i'm finding new friends and i'm not gonna not gonna change who i am Find myself inside...

*** Keasbey Nights ***

it was the summer of 95 (so what?) in the backyard shaving the old plies. feeling so strong. something went wrong. straight into my finger what a stinger it was so long. i still remember that day like the day that i said that i swear "i'll never hurt myself again" but it seems that i'm deemed to be wrong to be wrong to be wrong so i've got to keep holding on... they always played a slow song. when they come for me i'll be sitting at my desk with a gun in my hand wearing a bulletproof vest singing my my my how the time does fly when you know you're going to die by the end of the night. i still remember when we were young and fragile then. no one gave a shit about us because times were tougher then. feeling so good. cruising the hood. straight into the real world rich kids never understood. but i don't care i can fade away to anywhere don't stop because you might get dropped and if you do who's going to pick you up well i won't. well tell i won't... they always played a slow song

*** Kristina She Don't Know I Exist ***

not long ago in my high school days i watched a girl from so far away but everytime she passed me by i turned my head away and quietly sighed. and when she walked by her hair would dance a secret tango that only i could understand and if she asked me for the time of day i'd look her in the eyes and quietly say: kristina. kristina. do you have any clue who i am? (hell no) so listen up because i'll tell you once and i'll explain myself the best that i can. kristina. kristina. you don't know me so i'll have to persist. i'm kind of shy so don't wonder why kristina she don't know i exist. from class to class i followed her but i swore i'd leave her undisturbed and if she ever stopped and turned around i got so nervous and i stared at the ground. and then one day in photography i found a contact print that i could not believe and there she was staring back at me so i took her home so quietly. 1/17/98 it's been a day that i've come to hate as i walked into the video store there she stood as my jaw fell to the floor. tapping her toe waiting in line with a movie and another guy. why did i bother why did i care about this girl named kristina kristina. kristina. you'll never get to know who i am (your loss) this is good-bye so please don't cry and i'll let you down as softly as i can. kristina. kristina. another name to cross off my list. in another life it could have been nice but kristina she won't know what she missed

*** Leaving ***

I'm leaving here today. I'm gonna go real far away from here. I'm gonna find a girl like the one I met in high school. But she's not gonna get away this time. I'm gonna keep her by my side. Not gonna lose my grip on you. I'm gonna somehow make it through this time. Not gonna fuck up like I did back then. Maybe I'll even fall in love again. (chorus) And when I try to make things right. I always seem to lose the fight. Can't seem to hold on to my life. So I go on through the pain. That's why I'm leaving here today. Won't make it any other way. Cigarettes & sleep are the only things that keep me from losing my mind maybe in time you'll know that. Without you I am nothing I have always acted blind. I'm never coming home because you left me all alone last night and you never even showed up in the morning. And so I try to find a way to hold it in. I guess you win this time. Good friends are hard to find. (repeat chorus)

*** Neverending Story ***

Neverending story but the lesson went untold. She knew it all along if she just could take control of the situation. Investigation. Try to tell the story even though she couldn't take it. Was it suicide? Why did she have to pull the trigger? Was it burning her inside? Or did she have an itchy finger? Can't shake that picture. It's not the way I want to miss her. I can't believe that all the memories just fade away. (CHORUS) Next thing I know, I'm a cult. I'm trying to get the hell out but Mephisto ain't no motherfucking joke. I could choke, but instead I clear the smoke. Take a step back try to clear my head and find myself again. I don't need your help because you're not my fucking friend! Blind man stood by the road and he cried. Blind stood by the road and he cried. Blind man stood by the road and he cried. He was lost without her. He couldn't move on. He tried to find salvation with a needle in his arm. He can't feel it. He's fucking numb. He asked for my help. I told him, "You're the only one who can save yourself. You've got to grip real tight. The battle's half won if you make it through the night." Neverending story. Never seems to bore me. I go to sleep at night just to dream it all away.

*** One Love ***

One Love! One Heart! Let's get together and feel all right. Hear the children cryin' (One Love!); Hear the children cryin' (One Heart!), Sayin': give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right; Sayin': let's get together and feel all right. Wo wo-wo wo-wo! Let them all pass all their dirty remarks (One Love!); There is one question I'd really love to ask (One Heart!): Is there a place for the hopeless sinner, Who has hurt all mankind just to save his own beliefs? One Love! What about the one heart? One Heart! What about - ? Let's get together and feel all right As it was in the beginning (One Love!); So shall it be in the end (One Heart!), All right! Give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right; Let's get together and feel all right. One more thing! Let's get together to fight this Holy Armageddon (One Love!), So when the Man comes there will be no, no doom (One Song!). Have pity on those whose chances grows t'inner; There ain't no hiding place from the Father of Creation. Sayin': One Love! What about the One Heart? (One Heart!) What about the - ? Let's get together and feel all right. I'm pleadin' to mankind! (One Love!); Oh, Lord! (One Heart) Wo-ooh! Give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right; Let's get together and feel all right. Give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right; Let's get together and feel all right.

*** On & On & On ***

I still remember that night it was the fourth of july it's still engraved in my mind and i'm not surprised. gang wars no guns hand to hand. you're black i'm white he's purple but i still don't understand. i'm going to be alright i'm going to be okay everything is going to be fine back off. i want to be alone i want to think it out and i'm thinking that i want to go home. look who's laughing now. i'll pull it off somehow. as i passed her by i could see her cry and i'll never forget the look that was in her eye and the music you know it played on & on & on so will somebody tap her on the shoulder tell her life goes on. 3 years 2 months 1 week 4 days i'm always counting down because there ain't no easier way trust me you know that i tried and if i said it's easy then you know that I told a lie. i'm going to be alright i'm going to be just fine. one down five billion to go. am i next in line and do i really want to know?

*** Point The Blame ***

Point the blame picture frame Playing by the rules that's why you're losing the game. I think I heard it through the walls in the bathroom stalls, or maybe in my yesteryears hanging out in the halls. We've got the rhythm wrong It sounds just like a Phish song. "Please her with a tweezer, I'll stick it in the freezer." So, brother say what you want. I never know what you want from me. I'm moving up, moving on. So, say goodbye because I won't say goodbye to you. (CHORUS) Point the blame picture frame Playing by the rules that's why you're losing the game. Point the blame, windowframe. Losing because you're playing by the rules of the game.
Somebody said it once before but I'm really not too sure. Who it was, and where it was, and why I'm so insecure. We've got the rhythm wrong. It sounds just like a Dead song. "Nothing left to do but smile, smile, smile, smile." So brother say what you want. I never know what you want from me. I'm moving up, moving on. So, say goodbye because I won't say goodbye to you. (CHORUS) Running around and I'm thinking about, I can't wait to figure it out. Policeman coming, so I'm running away. Badboy coming, so I'm running away. Richboy coming, so I'm running away. (CHORUS)

*** San Francisco Payphone ***

One year ago today, I tossed away, a quarter that I should've saved. I faked a farwell fantasy and misbehaved. I never made an effort. My conscience went. After all the time I spent. The dollars that I dropped on you, I thought you'd say you miss me too. So here I am, a friend, the end, I meant to disregard that birthday card, nailed upon your wall he sent. I meant to turn my eyes from everything. I shouldn't see. An oath I took, you kissed my cheek. Cried yourself to sleep, but never would you admit to me. (CHORUS) I always laughed when you laughed. Cried when you cried. Danced when you danced. I lied. San Francisco payphone. So far from home. So many friends, and I'm alone. I faked a farewell fantasy. I lied. You bother me. My conscience gone. This conversation's dragging on. There was once upon atime when you would miss me too. So here I am, a friend, the end, I meant to disregard that birthday card, nailed upon your wall he sent. I meant to turn my eyes from everything. Never made a promise. An oath I took, I kissed your cheek. Cried myself to sleep, I won't admit that you see. (CHORUS)

*** Shoebox In My Closet ***

here i am alone again the box in my closet is my only friend but i never let that bother me because i got myself and i set myself free im alone when im with everybody else like a book i've read about a million times well i know what i will read and i know what i will find no need to go on but i go on anyway and when im satisfied i ask you why'd you go away? ...hey stop it i dont want it anymore

*** Sick And Sad ***

went to the corner of second and main and there was someone there who mentioned that they hoped that it would rain forever, forever so they could drown in peace. went down to hodskin p.l. but there was nobody to answer when i rang that doorbell forever, forever so now i'm sad all the time sick and sad again. sometimes i'd like the rain to end. sick and sad again. sometimes i'd like to stand on my own two feet. today was the day but she threw it all away and i could never understand cause she was never one to play by the rules of the game her and me we're so the same i try so hard and i never give in and i am never satisfied until the day that i win against them but i don't care i'll follow her to anywhere

*** Sounds Good, But I Don't Know ***

Saw it on the television, heard it on the radio. This in truth, is not yet the end. Bus station, it's 4 a.m. Took a taxi to the city. Matt Ball left. Looking too familiar and I don't know how to feel. Not a penny in my pocket. I'm a stranger. Wanna get home. Spare some change, sir? Wanna get back home. Wanna get back home. 40 miles across the Hudson. Those train tracks. Get back. Can you smile? Here's another joke. Have you got another smoke? I'm broke. Sounds good, but I don't know. (CHORUS) I don't know but it sure sounds good to me. I don't care because I still don't know. The way it is, the way it was, the way it's supposed to be. I don't know but it sure sounds good to me. I heard this city never sleeps. I heard this city never sleeps, but its eyes are half-closed. Not a passerby. Babycry. I suppose, that I'm selfish. Stuck and I don't give a fuck. Twenty one. Morning comes. I've heard and had enough. I have no friends It hurts so much to be alone. I wish this night would fucking end. I close my eyes and dream of home. (CHORUS) I wish this night would fucking end. I close my eyes and dream of home.

*** Supernothing ***

he wakes up sad again wonders when the rain will end she'll act like she don't care cause to her it's just a game that he plays i'm a super... nothing... no one... going nowhere fast but i don't care all the times he said he would she never really understood what he said or what he meant he won't forget what wasn't said he'll find himself alone standing in the rain

*** Thinking About Things (I Think Too Much) ***

I just said I love you to a girl I haven't seen since December, I remember, she was close enough to me. Now I'm growing up and throwing 'round some words to reassure, that I'll always love her, because I loved her once before. And I don't care cuz I'm backed into a corner, and lifen's not fair, so I'm breakin' all the rules. Day by day don't walk away. "you've got a good thing going on," I tell myself it's like throw it all away or stick around. Around away with it I don't wanna stay with it. Pass it on. Be strong, hold on, not long ago and every day is the same thing, tomorrow is the same thing. I hold my head in my hand. (CHORUS) Everything that I do, everything that I say, everything that I am, everything seems so wrong. Am I dramatic or am I empathizing with myself? If it's selfish, I don't want it, but I know it too damn well to forget it. Forget it. I don't want it anymore, and I just said I love you to a girl I loved before.

*** This One Goes Out To... ***

Staring out the window of somebody's pick-up truck well i never mind the boredom cause i use it for a crutch just to get me to that plane it's a different state of sane and everytime i try to change i always end up quite the same thinking back to happier days when everyone was ignorant and all the kids behaved but me and my friends and the ice cream man that was our existence that was our clan this one goes out to the friends i never had: hey i don't understand but i'd like to anyway hey i don't understand but i like it anyway hey i don't understand but i like you anyway hey i don't understand shelter in the city we decided to go in and i gave a man some money yeah to buy heroin but the homeless guy returned and he gave me back a dime he said, "put it in your sock my friend and save it for another time" but: lessons are learned and later unlearned if he knew then what he knows now well he could rule the world but i'm not one to judge what happened yesterday cause i got me i got myself my future is at stake this one goes out to...

*** Walking Away ***

well hello how are you won't you pull up a chair? won't you tell me your story because i really do care about talking away. here's to me to you to us to everything i hope it never falls apart. we're talking away. well you look so fine and you sem so kind and i've got to say that i'm having a good time dancing away. here's to me to you to us to everything i hope it never falls apart. we're dancing away. could things get any better now? if they can i cannot see how. but as the time goes by you stop and sigh. you stop and sigh and then you wonder why. i can't stop this feeling as i'm walking away and i could never understand half the things you'd say as we're walking away. goodbye to me to you to us to everything because it fell apart as we're walking away. things weren't better then. you felt that you had to pretend. but as the time goes by you stop & sigh. you stop and sigh and then you wonder why

*** What Goes Around Comes Around ***

Pick you up in the suburbs tomorrow. We won't tell, they won't follow. Pack your bags, and put all your trust in me. Never had a gun to his head, that's what he said, that's why I shot him dead, with the vengance that his daughter fed. I've always been a sucker for a brown eyed, punk rock girl, and for her I'd shoot the world. (CHORUS)
Shoot him down. Shoot him down for all the nightmares. Shoot him down. What goes around will come around. Shoot him down. your father is also your pain. I love you and for us I'll shoot him down. No remorse. We've got no time to look back. The cop is on our trail and we're driving in a Topaz. Stuck in no-man's land, between the body and mind. "Drop your gun!... Put your hands behind your head!" Turn around, pop a clip, hit him in his chest. Home free, and we're headed for the border. Spending time in Mexico, Tijuana. Drown our shame then start our lives again, in California. (CHORUS)
Next thing I know, I'm all alone in a motel. No explanation, no letter goodbye. I can't promise much, but I do promise this. I promise to find you. So I can remind you. I loved you and for us I shot him down.

*** Wreck Of The Sloop John B ***

I found these lyrics here We come on the sloop John B My grandfather and me Around Nassau town we did roam Drinking all night Got into a fight Well I feel so broke up I want to go home So hoist up the John B's sail See how the mainsail sets Call for the Captain ashore Let me go home, let me go home I wanna go home, yeah yeah Well I feel so broke up I wanna go home The first mate he got drunk And broke in the Cap'n's trunk The constable had to come and take him away Sheriff John Stone Why don't you leave me alone, yeah yeah Well I feel so broke up I wanna go home So hoist up the John B's sail See how the mainsail sets Call for the Captain ashore Let me go home, let me go home I wanna go home, let me go home Why don't you let me go home (Hoist up the John B's sail) Hoist up the John B I feel so broke up I wanna go home Let me go home The poor cook he caught the fits And threw away all my grits And then he took and he ate up all of my corn Let me go home Why don't they let me go home This is the worst trip I've ever been on So hoist up the John B's sail See how the mainsail sets Call for the Captain ashore Let me go home, let me go home I wanna go home, let me go home Why don't you let me go home