Home - Pop Will Eat Itself, The Orb

Good to be back home… in the pubs with the people that you love

And a crawl around the clubs getting high

GTBBH… all alone when you’re running up the phone bill

Trying to raise the cents for the rent

GTBBH… with your kid and you ask him what he did

Well, he burned the house down to the ground

GTBBH… with the wife and to have some kind of life

And to wake up and break up again

Good to be back home… (x2)

GTBBH… on a love tip, gotta keep a grip

When the ship’s going down, you can flip

GTBBH… off the junk food, seen as a clean dude

And instill a clean bill of health

GTBBH… hear the sounds of the city all around

And the music, the new licks you found

GTBBH… at the Lane for a relegation game

As the boys get caned once again

Good to be back home… (x4)

I’m not homeless, I’m just restless

I get itchy feet and reckless

I’ve been travelling so long, cracking

I don’t really know what is happening

Here is there is anywhere and home is my ass on a chair

Then I wish I was gone and then I wish I was home

Then I wish I was gone (AWOL) then I wish I was home (AWOL)

AWOL, AWOL

Then I wish I was gone (AWOL) then I wish I was home (AWOL)

Hello home…