Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Wasteland , by - Smokey Bastard. Release date: 15.02.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Wasteland |
| From the winding concrete ring-roads to the council estates |
| To the endless sprawling suburbs every turning looks the same |
| This commuter town so drained of any culture of it’s own |
| Oh this wasteland, this wasteland is our home |
| Oh this wasteland, this wasteland is our home |
| Sweet fuckin' home |
| Oh what I would do for heritage, a homeland I could claim |
| As my daily inspiration and an ever burning flame |
| That may guide me on my travels, never leading me astray |
| Back to this wasteland, this wasteland is our home. |
| Well everyone needs roots to give them succour, pride and strength |
| But mine cannot take hold here so I’m giving them away |
| To these fake romantic notions of cultures far away |
| God save my homeland, my homeland is a waste. |
| And the ghosts of this town will shadow us wherever we may roam |
| Oh this wasteland, this wasteland is our home |
| This wasteland, this wasteland is our home. |
| Oh the folk songs we grew up with, vivid pictures they would paint, |
| But this is the M4 corridor, all colour fades to grey |
| In the home of footloose industry, where apathy is laced |
| Into the fabric of our daily lives, you find yourself displaced |
| So go spend your life a roving wanderer by trade |
| May you find some place to call your own, or wander to the grave |
| But you’ll never walk unburdened and you’ll never walk alone |
| In this wasteland, this wasteland is your home |
| And the ghosts of this town will shadow us wherever we may roam |
| Oh this wasteland, this wasteland is our home |
| This wasteland, this wasteland is our home. |