Already Home Songtext
von Alex the Astronaut
Already Home Songtext
Bus was late
I don′t care,
Guess it's something to say
Ride around with the prams out of daycare
Complain, suited crowds block the way
Slip to a seat right at the back
And watch the clouds bleed to black
And why race?
I′ll get home sometime like yesterday
My pay's been late a couple of days
Don't complain, trade some sleep for some patience
Have a snack and just relax
Your back needs a break
And I hope, you′ll be already home
And I hope, you′ll be already home
What's this game?
We run around and deal out our names
Build castles in the sand then wash away
Put my jumper on think winter′s on it's way
It′s getting late,
It's a short walk from the stop to our place
My hands are cold the shops light the way
But I′ll walk the other way tomorrow again
And I hope, you'll be already home
And I hope, you'll be already home
And the kids in their school uniforms
Get off at the same time as me
I offer them my good luck
hope they′re happy when they′re sleeping
A weepy little thing
Doesn't like the peak bus on a week day
I slide out of my seat so that her dad can rest his feet
And there′s billionaires for president
And parking fines at hospitals
I'm not the only one that knows
I brush the crumbs on off my clothes
And I hope, you′ll be already home
And I hope, you'll be already home
And I hope, you′ll be already home
And I hope, you'll be already home
I don′t care,
Guess it's something to say
Ride around with the prams out of daycare
Complain, suited crowds block the way
Slip to a seat right at the back
And watch the clouds bleed to black
And why race?
I′ll get home sometime like yesterday
My pay's been late a couple of days
Don't complain, trade some sleep for some patience
Have a snack and just relax
Your back needs a break
And I hope, you′ll be already home
And I hope, you′ll be already home
What's this game?
We run around and deal out our names
Build castles in the sand then wash away
Put my jumper on think winter′s on it's way
It′s getting late,
It's a short walk from the stop to our place
My hands are cold the shops light the way
But I′ll walk the other way tomorrow again
And I hope, you'll be already home
And I hope, you'll be already home
And the kids in their school uniforms
Get off at the same time as me
I offer them my good luck
hope they′re happy when they′re sleeping
A weepy little thing
Doesn't like the peak bus on a week day
I slide out of my seat so that her dad can rest his feet
And there′s billionaires for president
And parking fines at hospitals
I'm not the only one that knows
I brush the crumbs on off my clothes
And I hope, you′ll be already home
And I hope, you'll be already home
And I hope, you′ll be already home
And I hope, you'll be already home
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