Welcome back to your sweet city
The wind sticks in your face when you're at home
A hundred old lovers talking by themseleves keep me company while I'm home
Getting high amidst these free skies like,
Way back in the day
Remember when you said that if I'd stay you'd always stay
Getting high amdist these free skies like,
Way back in the day
If there's a bomb in your just throw it
If the guns to hard just run
This place is filled with sickos!
This place is filled with sickos!
Westcoast kids they are so mellow
I'd always stand out like a sore thumb
Southern girls they're oh so sensitive
Midwesterner with his wife make me feel numb
