| One million light years from home
|
| Throwing up and feeling small
|
| Where have I gone and landed tonight
|
| I’ve been shot right to the core
|
| Of NYC and hostility yeah
|
| But you gotta laugh
|
| 'Cos there’s something that I cannot do without
|
| And it’s in your hand
|
| Where have I gone and landed tonight
|
| A million light years from home
|
| Throwing up and feeling small
|
| And now I know that my mind is blown
|
| 'Cos there’s something that I cannot do without
|
| Something that I understand
|
| Yeah there’s something that I cannot do without
|
| And it’s in your hand
|
| Cut down shot down
|
| Any way you please
|
| Don’t get nothing for free
|
| Big time small time
|
| Any way you choose yeah
|
| Don’t mean nothing to me
|
| Where have I gone and landed tonight
|
| God give me strength
|
| In a land of fakes and small time petty thieves
|
| Must be the wrong place
|
| 'Cos all my honesty is true yeah
|
| But it’s gone to waste
|
| On a soulless superficial void
|
| Called the human race
|
| Cut down shot down
|
| Any way you please
|
| Don’t get nothing for free
|
| Big time small time
|
| Any way you choose yeah
|
| Yeah but you gotta compete
|
| Where have I gone and landed tonight
|
| Throwing up and feeling small
|
| One million light years from home
|
| I’ve been shot right to the core
|
| Of NYC and hostility yeah
|
| But you gotta laugh
|
| 'Cos there’s something that I cannot do without
|
| And it’s in your hand
|
| Cut down shot down
|
| Any way you please
|
| Don’t get nothing for free
|
| Big time small time
|
| Any way you choose yeah
|
| Don’t mean fuck all to me
|
| Yeah I’ve been cut down shot down
|
| Any way you please yeah
|
| Sisters and brothers please yeah
|
| Big time small time
|
| Any way you please yeah
|
| Don’t mean nothing to me |