One day is like another
Today is tomorrow’s mother
Carrying the weight of the stillborn
Good day, on my way, I won’t mourn
‘Cause I’m almost home
Almost home I’m almost home
I follow order, for the order I care
Everybody’s talking ‘bout some
Hallelujah in the pleasure dome
Dark, blunt eyes with little lies
Bye, bye, all lords of the flies
Cause I’m almost home
Just like the season change
Just like my mind is rearranged yeah yeah
Just like the season change
Don’t know got a sudden burst of life oh yeah I do
Let’em put their heads together
Make a vulture from a feather
Had enough of insanity
I’m going home to my family
I’m almost home
Just like the season change
I live my life like a cigarette
Going up in smoke everyday
I was born with a silver spoon
Sleepwalking until noon
Now I hardly stay alive
Buried in the nine to five
Go by the bible or go by the gun
Go by the rose, the dough or the sun
Money screams and losses holler
It’s a question of what’s the roller
Simply hold on to what you’ve got
If you don’t wanna lose the lot
Hold on to who is there
Don’t let anybody come near
Now I’m almost home
Almost home