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Home isn't home When it's the back seat of your car Your life is thrown And you're left to just watch from the sidelines And leave all you've know It's heading down, down, down to a different town And don't place your hope On turning your life around Cause everyone knows That all of this stuff just hangs around Just hangs around You'll soon be tapping your feet to a different sound And home isn't home When somebody's taken your place But it's nice to roam a bit Before we get taken down Before we get put back down Down in the ground