No money no food and dirty clothes
Don't know which way to go
Or if we'll even make the show?
Crashed into a petrol pump there goes my insurance lump
I just want out of here
Someone gives me a fucking beer
[Ref:]
Tonight, tonight... It'll be alright
Tonight, tonight... I'm gonna make it right
Someone get me out of here
Next day we're up again
Slept rough yet again
Heading into no man's land
With a tongue that feels like desert sand
6 stitches from a bicycle ride
It's a shame I cannot hide
3 pasta meals per day
And a pittance for our fucking pay but...
[Ref]
Now we're on our way back home
Still no signal on the phone
Just wanna eat some grub
And have a night out down the pub
Here I stare at the van again
Everyone is sleeping on everything
They all gonna feel the same
Homeward bound from where we came cos...
[Ref]
Back on the road again No money no food and dirty clothes Don't know which way to go Or if we'll even make the show? Crashed into a petrol pump there goes my insurance lump I just want out of here Someone gives me a fucking beer [Ref:] Tonight, tonight... It'll be alright Tonight, tonight... I'm gonna make it right Someone get me out of here Next day we're up again Slept rough yet again Heading into no man's land With a tongue that feels like desert sand 6 stitches from a bicycle ride It's a shame I cannot hide 3 pasta meals per day And a pittance for our fucking pay but... [Ref] Now we're on our way back home Still no signal on the phone Just wanna eat some grub And have a night out down the pub Here I stare at the van again Everyone is sleeping on everything They all gonna feel the same Homeward bound from where we came cos... [Ref] Explain Request ×
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