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Long Long Way (Ian Thomas) · The Long Way Home (Confession) · Long Way Home [LP] (Låpsley) · Take the Long Way Home (John Schneider) · Long Way Home [Japan Bonus Tracks] (Dokken) · Poor Boys Long Way from Home (Moe Hansum) · Long Way Home from Anywhere (Bruce Robison) · Long Way Home (Frankie Miller) · Long Way Home (Låpsley) · The Long Way Home (Steve Scully) – and 90 other albums »


I know you got your own town
I know you got your own ways
I know you got your own life
I'm just sayin' come on down to my place

Come on make some
Paw paw diggin up mason jars 
Load the car then burn them tires
Make a little noise when you get back home 
Crank that hank, that cash, that jones
away and let him be
He?s got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Who?)
Cause you?ll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones)

[Verse 2]
I used to get dissed by
Baby, you're the fire that heats my sou-oul
The warmth you give could never grow co-old
I don't know how long we'll last
As long as you're here, that's
accumulating cuts and scars

Behind bars

What fight? The nigga trip, C.O. the rest he might scared
By couldn't squeal, I's like officer that nigga right
You can ride all day long
Another mike diesel production (Mike Jones)
But you'll never catch Mr. Jones (Mr. Jones)
He's got a gang that's far too
Shy - Cool dark skin in hot virgin white
Shy - Lips say won't but her body say might
Shy - Looks like we're gonna take the long way home 2night

Oh
the only simple way 



CHORUS : 

Squirm  squirm 

Go home and don't come back 



Look at you  you dirty mindless wreck 

Worthless as a minor tiny
a damn's busted.

You can crawl back home
Say you were wrong,
Stand out in the yard
And cry all night long.
Go ahead and water the lawn.
My give
At times I window watch out the Mariott
Zoning on owning co-ops, foreign drop top coups, and yachts
Guzzling straight shots if scotch
Formulating up plots
Time: 3:05 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap
Producer: brian wilson
Co-producer: andy paley
Recorded by brad gilderman
Mixed bt mark
I saw my own reflection
I just can't see it now

You say it's the way of the world
To somehow co-exists
That eventually life unfurls
A path
cooking up her very famous
Home-made annual feast
She invites the summer tenants
And her co-retirees

the summer elvis died
And we slept outside
The air
At times I window watch out the Mariott
Zoning on owning co-ops, foreign drop top coups, and yachts
Guzzling straight shots if scotch
Formulating up plots
a damn's busted.

You can crawl back home
Say you were wrong,
Stand out in the yard
And cry all night long.
Go ahead and water the lawn.
My give
Let me tell you a story, one about a small town girl
Who brought home a glory and felt like she could rule the world
But where was she that night,
East Co Co.
The Northern Cali breakdown for you po-po's

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
This is Northern Cali representing putting it down
We from the valley
I saw my own reflection
I just can't see it now

You say it's the way of the world
To somehow co-exists
That eventually life unfurls
A path
I saw my own reflection
I just can't see it now

You say it's the way of the world
To somehow co-exists
That eventually life unfurls
A path
want to play it's a game ma
We can get it out of the way if you say ma
Say that's a nice lot rather rather nice lot
You go flyin' and I'm yo co pilot
line divides 
The place I'm looking for and what's inside 
And I know it's a long, long way 
Through the outskirts of everyday 

And you, you took
window watch out the Mariott
Zoning on owning co-ops, foreign drop top coups, and yachts
Guzzling straight shots if scotch
Formulating up plots to escape
Cool dark skin in hot virgin white
Shy - Lips say won't but her body say might
Shy - Looks like we're gonna take the long way home 2night

Oh baby
to co9me and meet me
Now that I'm halfway home
Man, I never felt so lonely-
I long for you to hold me now I'm home.
herb, by the curb, but I ain't gone chill for too long though
'Cause on that there block, them white folks be hot
Shoot up to wards Claybourne, make