| I’m on a one way destination
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| Feel the road rush under my wheels
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| I’ve been searching through this revelation
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| For something that was never here
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| Always been looking for a way to go
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| I’ve never seen the fun under the road
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| I should have known it so long ago
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| Sister tell the boys I’m coming home
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| To Riot Avenue
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| Try to walk them high and low
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| But that’s the only road I know
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| I’m back, on riot avenue
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| I’m heading home
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| I tried my way with girls and money
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| But that don’t ever seem to give me the thrills
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| There ain’t no land of milk and honey
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| Because dance, kill or be killed
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| Always been looking for a different road
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| But I feared I was running the load
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| I should have known it so long ago
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| Hit the gas I’m coming home
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| To Riot Avenue
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| Try to walk them high and low
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| But that’s the only road I know
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| I’m back, on riot avenue
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| I’m heading home
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| I should have known it so long ago
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| Sister tell the boys I’m coming home
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| To Riot Avenue
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| Try to walk them high and low
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| But that’s the only road I know
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| I’m back, on riot avenue
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| I’m heading home
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| Oh I’m coming home yeah
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| Coming home |