作词 : Los Crasher
作曲 : Los Crasher
编曲 : Los Crasher
I remember skies of gray
Early morning, go to school
Cheap whores crowd the streets
Fake leopard print furs
Ain’t looking for fortune, ain’t looking for fame
Got a heart for rock n’ roll
Old men say I’m wasting my time
But all I got is time
Baby, I got your messages about my home, sweet home
Unconscious habits from my old-fashioned home
Here comes the whistling train heading to home, sweet home
I wanna come on, I wanna come on home
I wanna come on, I wanna come on home
Dudu……..Dudu……..Dudu……..
I remember the air wasn’t fresh
When I skipped class from school
A serial killer roamed the town
No red clothes to be found
Ain’t looking for fortune, ain’t looking for fame
Got a heart for rock n’ roll
Old men say I’m wasting my time
But all I got is time
Baby, I got your messages about my home, sweet home
Unconscious habits from my old-fashioned home
Here comes the whistling train heading to home, sweet home
I wanna come on, I wanna come on home
I wanna come on, I wanna come on home
Baby, I got your messages about my home, sweet home
Unconscious habits from my old-fashioned home
Here comes the whistling train heading to home, sweet home
I wanna come on, I wanna come on home
I wanna come on, I wanna come on home
I wanna come on, I wanna come on home
I wanna come on, I wanna come on home
Dudu……..Dudu……..Dudu……..