Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Home Is Anywhere You Hang Your Head, artist - Elvis Costello. Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Song language: English
Home Is Anywhere You Hang Your Head |
| Here comes mr. |
| misery |
| Hes tearing out his hair again |
| Hes crying over her again |
| Hes standing in the super-market shouting at the customers |
| Here comes mr. |
| misery |
| Hell never be any good with a mouth full of gold and blood |
| Hes contemplating murder again |
| He must be in love |
| Chorus: but you know she doesnt want |
| But you cant seem to get it in your head |
| Oh and you cant sleep at night |
| And she haunts you when you go to bed |
| When youre tired of talking and you cant drink it down |
| So you hang around and drown instead |
| Home isnt where it used to be Home is anywhere you hang your head |
| You hang your head |
| Home is anywhere |
| You hang your head |
| Home is anywhere |
| You hang your head |
| Home is anywhere you hang your head |
| Here comes mr. |
| misery |
| Looking for a place for his mouth to shoot |
| Saying «youd look cute in your birthday suit» |
| You tore him out and screwed him up Like a bad page in a naughty picture book |
| They day ended as it began |
| As he was seconds older than the man he was this morning |
| And the world has wiped its mouth since then |
| Or maybe it was yawning |