Here they come marching down the street Like a desperation murmur of a heartbeat Coming back from the edge of town Underneath their feet The time has come and it's going nowhere Nobody ever said that life was fair now Go-carts and guns are treasures they will bear In the summer heat The world is spinning Round and round Out of control again From the 7-11 to the fear of breaking down So send my love a letterbomb And visit me in hell We're the ones going
Home We're coming home again
I started fuckin' running As soon as my feet touched ground We're back in barrio And to you and me, that's jingle town
That's home We're coming home again Home We're coming home again Home We're coming home again Home We're coming home again (NO FUCKING CONTROL I NEED IT I KNOW...) Home We're coming home again
Nobody likes you Everyone left you They're all out with out you Havin' fun...