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Текст (слова) песни: Millencolin - Home from Home
For six weeks I had this job
Cleaning the local hospital
The pay was o.k. but I didnt like to swab
So I changed it for a bass guitar
Bordedom was my companion
Stuck to me like glue
But I broke the bond
To make some dreams come true
Like a street to a hustler, a face to the soul
Its the one and the only place we control
Its our reality, not just a poem
Its a place that we call home
For some time I went to school
Tried to learn whats right and wrong
I didnt like their schemes
I couldnt buy their rules
So I went back to where I belong
You gotta love the sound
Of that guitar and the bass
The snare it sounds like a gunfire
Its like a thousand decibel punch in the face
East or west ? well home is the best!
Though I sometimes feel like a clown
But Ive also had the feeling. yes!
That Im unstoppable
And that no one can bring me down
Step right in
Erase whats on your mind
Step right in
Leave everything behind
Leave it behind
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