Songwriters: Fincke, Aaron; Hummel, Jeremy; Burnley, Ben; Klepaski, Mark James
I've got a little red bow
And I bought it for you
'Cause I know you're not fair
I don't get it, oh well
And you color my skin
And the colors don't blend
'Cause I'm gonna get you
And your little dog too
There's a yellow brick road
That we follow back home
'Cause I know you can't wait
Your belligerent hate
There's no place like home
There's no place like HOME
Like HOME
Like. HOME
I've, got a southern belle too
And ruby red shoes
And a body of straw
Are you sick of it all?
There's a man made of tin
With an oil can grin
And I'm gonna get you
And your little dog too
There's a yellow brick road
That we follow back home
And I know you can't wait
Your belligerent hate
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
There's a little white porch
And you wanted it so
And you let me go down
To the end of the road
And the black and the white
A technicolorful life
Can I stand by your side?
We can make it alright
I am home
'Cause I'm home
There's a little white porch
And you wanted it so
And you let me go down
To the end of the road
And the black and the white
A technicolorful life
Then another arrived
It's a cowardly lion
What I want from this world
What I wanna resolve
When I want you to stay
So I want you to wait
I don't wanna be bold
I don't wanna be cold
I don't wanna grow old
I wanna go home
i think it might be a little deeper than that..how about the fact that all these people who seemingly are there to help are really only there to get what they can from you...and never seeing how destructive they really are not only to the people around them but themselves as well
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