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child were going home

Going home, I'm going home
There is nothing to hold me here
I've caught a glimpse of that Heavenly land
Praise God, I'm going home
child were going home

Going home, I'm going home
There is nothing to hold me here
I've caught a glimpse of that Heavenly land
Praise God, I'm going home
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Kali baby, I guess I'm back at it again
Lemme laugh at 'em again
Cause they know I write the back out of a pen
Holy moly get going nobody
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Kali baby, I guess I'm back at it again
Lemme laugh at 'em again
Cause they know I write the back out of a pen
Holy moly get going nobody
child were going home

Going home, I'm going home
There is nothing to hold me here
I've caught a glimpse of that Heavenly land
Praise God, I'm going home
I know exactly who you could be

Just hold on we're going home
Just hold on we're going home
It's hard to do these things alone
Just hold on we're
I know exactly who you could be

Just hold on we're going home
Just hold on we're going home
It's hard to do these things alone
Just hold on we're
I know exactly who you could be

Just hold on we're going home
Just hold on we're going home
It's hard to do these things alone
Just hold on we're
I know exactly who you could be

Just hold on we're going home
Just hold on we're going home
It's hard to do these things alone
Just hold on we're
the corner
And the outlook's absolutely vile,
There are Home Fires smoking
From Windermere to Woking
And we're not going to tighten our belts and smile,
only if you make me

"You're not going to come?"
"Guess I'm bout to just kick it here then"

Just throw up while I hold your hair back
Her white
on a brand-new day 
People singing while children play 
We're going home 
We're going home, that's right 
We're going home
We're going home
feel like I play for the Saints
I just want to hurt you, aim for the skanks
Then aim for all these fake Kanye's, Jay's, Wayne's and the Drake's
I'm
On the past experience I'll remember 
That dream 
Soon we shall look back 
One by one we're finding out all the answers 
About home 

Waiting on a ?
That
the corner
And the outlook's absolutely vile,
There are Home Fires smoking
From Windermere to Woking
And we're not going to tighten our belts and smile,
gone
Get your party on
Now were singin'
Hold on tight
It's a crazy night
Get your party on
And were screaming
Out loud

Now it's going strait
sand looks just like gold
These trails were carved in sweat and blood and tears

Where the painted desert as you pass by
Looks like a rainbow in
go

I'm going there to see my mother
I'm going there no more to roam
I'm just a'going over Jordan
I'm just a'going over home

Now one of these
with you
One world we all come from
One world we melt into one

Just hold my hand and we're there
Somehow we're going somewhere
Somehow we're going
with you
One world we all come from
One world we melt into one

Just hold my hand and we're there
Somehow we're going somewhere
Somehow we're going
Drake back to life,
He'd understand...hold my hand

I wish a constant stream of happy shit,
Live forever...in world of leather

I wish the rain
bruised and brown
They're yours alone
Hold on love we're still going down
Hold on love we're still fighting at home
The war at home

Innocence behind
Hold tight, all night, keeping me satisfied

A big fat mama on her hands and knees
Cryin' out baby, baby please, please, please
I gotta keep going. I
close to Tombstone

The last time we had eaten
Was when the flies were going for free
You could count the hardships by the open doors
But sandwiched
Well it's by the hush, me boys, and sure that's to hold your noise 
And listen to poor Paddy's sad narration
I was by hunger stressed, and in