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Home, home againI like to be there when I canWhen I come in cold and tiredIt’s good to warm my bones beside the fireFar away across the fieldThe tolling of the iron bellCalls the faithful to their kneesTo hear the softly spoken magic spells.

Breathe, breathe in the airDon’t be afraid to careLeave but don’t leave meLook around and chose your own groundFor long you live and high you flyAnd smiles you’ll give and tears you’ll cryAnd all you touch and all you seeIs all your life will ever beRun, run rabbit runDig that hole, forget the sun,And when

All that you touchAll that you seeAll that you tasteAll that you feelAll that you loveAll that you hateAll you distrustAll that you saveAll that you giveAll that you dealAll that you buybeg, borrow or stealAll you createAll you destroyAll that you doAll that you sayAll that you eateveryone you meetAll that you slighteveryone you

Money, get awayGet a good job with more pay and your O.K.Money it’s a gasGrab that cash with both hands and make a stashNew car, caviar, four star daydream,Think I’ll buy me a football teamMoney get backI’m all right Jack keep your hands off my stack.Money it’s a hitDon’t give me that do goody good

The lunatic is on the grassThe lunatic is on the grassRemembering games and daisy chains and laughsGot to keep the loonies on the pathThe lunatic is in the hallThe lunatics are in my hallThe paper holds their folded faces to the floorAnd every day the paper boy brings moreAnd if the dam breaks open many