Home From Home Lyrics - Home From Home - Millencolin

For six weeks I had this job cleaning the local hospital 

The pay was okay, but I didn't like to swab 

So I changed it for my bass guitar 

Boredom was my companion stuck to me like glue 

But I broke the bond to make some dreams come true 

Like a street to a hustler, a face to the soul 

It's like the one and only place we can control 

It's our reality, not just a poem 

It's the place that we call home 

For some time I went to school tried to learn what's right and wrong 

I didn't like their schemes, I couldn't buy their rules so 

I went back to where I belong 

You gotta love the sound of that guitar and the bass 

That snare it sounds like gunfire 

It's like a thousand decibel punch in the face 

Like a street to a hustler, a face to the soul 

It's like the one and only place we can control 

It's our reality, not just a poem 

It's the place that we call home 

East or west? Well, home is the best 

Though I sometimes feel like a clown 

But I've also had some feeling, yes 

That I'm unstoppable and that no one can bring me down 

Like a street to a hustler, a face to the soul 

It's the one and only place we control 

It's our reality, not just a poem 

It's the place that we call home 

Step right in 

Erase what's on your mind 

Step right in 

Leave everything behind 

Leave it behind