I Don't Wanna Go Home (Original Stereo Mix 24/96) Songtext
von The Alan Parsons Project
I Don't Wanna Go Home (Original Stereo Mix 24/96) Songtext
Go back home, you, damn fool
Surely you know you can′t win
You should never have come near this place
You should've stayed on the outside (lookin′ in)
It's too late to turn back
Nobody asked you to try
But they blinded you with diamonds
And all the money that money can buy
And I'm so afraid of being on my own
But I don′t wanna go home
You can′t win, you damn fool
You drank all the wine from the cup
And your painted lady's gone now
And you′re way back on the downside (lookin' up)
You can′t catch the monkey on your back
Nobody asked you to try
But for every heart, they held a spade
And you lost more than money can buy
And I'm so afraid of being on my own
But I don′t wanna go home
I'm like a washed-up rag, tattered and torn, yeah!
I wish I'd never been born
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
And I′m so afraid of being on my own
But I don′t wanna go home
I'm like a down-and-out, just blowin′ my horn
Oh, I don't wanna go home
I′m like a washed-up rag, tattered and torn
Oh, I don't wanna go home, yeah
Oh-oh!
Surely you know you can′t win
You should never have come near this place
You should've stayed on the outside (lookin′ in)
It's too late to turn back
Nobody asked you to try
But they blinded you with diamonds
And all the money that money can buy
And I'm so afraid of being on my own
But I don′t wanna go home
You can′t win, you damn fool
You drank all the wine from the cup
And your painted lady's gone now
And you′re way back on the downside (lookin' up)
You can′t catch the monkey on your back
Nobody asked you to try
But for every heart, they held a spade
And you lost more than money can buy
And I'm so afraid of being on my own
But I don′t wanna go home
I'm like a washed-up rag, tattered and torn, yeah!
I wish I'd never been born
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
And I′m so afraid of being on my own
But I don′t wanna go home
I'm like a down-and-out, just blowin′ my horn
Oh, I don't wanna go home
I′m like a washed-up rag, tattered and torn
Oh, I don't wanna go home, yeah
Oh-oh!
Writer(s): Alan Parsons, Eric Norman Woolfson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com