It is what it iS

There's no place like home

Where the sun shines by day

Warming your pale skin

And giving a bit of life
For the stingy broken heart

There's no place like home

Wheres the bourboun goes down sharp

Burning your flesh and veins

Piercing your sick lungs

Refresinhg the rotten soul

So be it...

Look ahead way

Rise the chin

It's time to take the road again

And just you can walk back home

Swallow the last sip

Lift with dignity

Smile 

And let the tip

And find your own way

Find your way back home...