Ain't nobody seen shit Wake up to a homicide, Ain't nobody dreams to Welcome to the home of the Home invasion DEA like to raid, You might get your home
singing trio! 'The Dazzling Eette-ettes' And if I am not mistake, here they comes this very mimette, Mimmette? Here they come! 'The Dazzling Ette-ettes' Oh God! Welcome
time of day Not turn away If I woulda been the one to maybe go this far He might have stayed at home Playing angry chords on his guitar He's not invisible
homicide, ain't nobody seen shit Wake up to a homicide, ain't nobody dreams to Welcome to the home of the home invasion DEA like to raid, you might get your home
a jukebox and a barstool And my new home has a flashing neon sign Stop by and see me anytime you want to Cause I'm always here at home till closin' time [ guitar
back Yes! I'm back, I'm back, I'm back I'm back {guitar solo} (Yeah, yeah) I'm lovin', lovin' My home My hometown {guitar solo} Now I'm back
'all welcome Duane Roland. Ahhhh, get on with it!!! Duane Roland. Whooo Oh, yeah. Our bass player is from Jax, FL. A warm welcome for Banner Thomas
neighborhood, Oh, no, there goes the neighborhood Well the preacher drove up in a harley all dressed in chrome, And the bride and groom said "welcome to our happy home
I had to go there straightaway have myself a look I flew back to Scotland anticipation in my bones the old country welcoming me like a prodigal coming home
I had to go there straightaway Have myself a look I flew back to Scotland Anticipation in my bones The old country welcoming me Like a prodigal coming home
line's floating But she's yours, babe, to have and to hold Now, I rode my old guitar to heaven Oh, heaven didn't feel too much like home So I'm headed
There's a little dive on a dead-end road Called the Cross-Eyed Cricket Waterin' Hole Where you can hear the sound of a steel guitar An' get loud, an'
it ain't been that easy for me [ guitar ] I suppose you've become quite a girl about town you're welcome wherever you go And you seem so at home in
Depot into which your train will glide There'll you meet the superintendent God the father God the son With the hearty joyous plaudit weary pilgrim welcome home
. I told them how sorry I was, that I had cheated and stole. What a surprize I got! Kenny Beard treated me like gold. He welcomed me back into his home. Gave me that cherished guitar
~! This one's for the world right here Sizzla! (Mr. Kalonji just walked in the buildin) Big up to the far East rulers [Intro: Wyclef Jean (Sizzla)] Welcome
I can't help but wonder is home sweet home [ guitar - steel ] Look inside you will see wallpaper on the wall A plaque that says home sweet home is hanging
Time's up, muthafucka Let's do this Aiyo, I stop paying for coke, get bricks on the muscle Gorillas on they bullshit, welcome to the jungle Fiends get served in the hallway, welcome