This Is Not A Home Lyrics - Singles - Mr J. Medeiros

Sipping a scummy pint 

Money is tight 

Clumsy is night 

High dunk types skunking the lights 

Funny they fight for no cause 

Only to hide in those bars 

And scoff from their L.A. lofts at smoke laws 

Fashion friendly the the act of trendy 

Laugh past you then master the craft of envy 

The Pabst half empty 

That or an M.G.D. 

Have an mp3 on me 

Now invent me 

Blog writers turn snob drivers for ad space 

A cog for hire 

The admires of fast pace business 

Infiltrate to earn the pass 

So now the privileged can imitate the working class 

And get they street cred 

Tradder Joes and wheat bread 

Catering their nose on the weekend 

See them on the deep end 

In the neon the city sleeps in 

And me just another pee on 

Man meet me where the leash ends 

I need to find a home 

I'm looking for a home 

I'm thinking of a home 

I'm dreaming of a home 

The people need a home 

A man who needs a home 

A woman and a home 

Cus when the lights go off 

And the show has been played 

And you've got nothing but the smell of smoke to your name 

And a mirror that you look at 

Feeling the hook for every chance you took 

You need to look back 

Searching for a home 

Lovers of apathy and irony 

These Iron Sheiks lining the streets 

Designer cheap blind eyeing me 

Lying asleep how they be finding me 

Relying on the files I leak 

Between the idols 

The sheep seeking the style they keep 

Needing a remedy 

As Ceci N'est Pas Une Pipe 

Feeds they identity 

Evolve 

They too self involved 

Their too many 

For you my two pennies on cool 

For who the self dissolves 

Felt resolve from a photograph 

My father his guitar and a phonograph 

A scholar in a bar with a foaming stash 

Putting a dollar in your jar for the culture clash 

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Holding fast to a flash made memory 

The past fades endlessly 

They ask in their veins to remember me 

Two vain eyes in a friendless sleep 

Who will remain disguised in every senseless tweet 

I need to find a home 

I'm looking for a home 

I'm thinking of a home 

I'm dreaming of a home 

The people need a home 

A man who needs a home 

A woman and a home 

Cus when the lights go off 

And the show has been played 

And you've got nothing but the smell of smoke to your name 

And a mirror that you look at 

Feeling the hook for every chance you took 

You need to look back 

It's getting even harder to find friends 

Being without a car 

Believing the bartend 

Can see you for who you are in the end 

A lost rapper 

A Johnny Walker Black 

A sox ball cap 

A false rapture 

Now tell me something honest offend me 

Just tell me that I'm artless hem me 

Tell me cuz I'm armless my mouth is harnessed 

I'm out of promise 

I'm harmless 

My honor won't defend me 

The dollar who lusts pop 

It lends me a damaging trust 

The Los Angeles bus stop is empty 

I pass them they mask it friendly 

The laughing the last one standing 

We acting like we stand-ins 

Tempt me 

My testimony 

I'm the moleskin I'm told in 

The sentence that left me lonely 

With nothing but a phone in my palm 

I was something back home with mom 

I need to find a home 

I'm looking for a home 

I'm thinking of a home 

I'm dreaming of a home 

The people need a home 

A man who needs a home 

A woman and a home 

Cus when the lights go off 

And the show has been played 

And you've got nothing but the smell of smoke to your name 

And a mirror that you look at 

Feeling the hook for every chance you took 

You need to look back 

Searching for a home 

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