Home Sweet Home

Album: Peter Gabriel (second, scratch) (1978)
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  • Met this girl called Josephine and took her up on my machine
    We had a little fun and now we got a little one
    Had to get married, being chased out of town
    Found ourselves a place to live, we put all our money down

    Call it Home Sweet Home, home sweet home
    Eleven floors up in a tower block
    Happy just to have a home
    I've gone and changed the lock on our home

    Nothing really worked out right, things got broke,
    They stayed that way
    None of our friends came around at night and little Sam got
    No place to play
    "We've got to get out of here, Bill" she said "I've been telling
    You all the while"
    When I came home from work that night she'd jumped out the
    Window with our child

    From our Home Sweet Home, home sweet home
    Just a place to take a rest, just a place to make our nest
    We call it our home

    When the insurance money came through seemed dirty didn't know what to do
    Took the cash went down the casino, down on the wheel on the double
    And I won, oh yes I won, like I never won before
    Bought myself a country house with an antique carved oak door

    It was Home Sweet Home, home sweet home
    Just a place to lay our head think of all those things we said
    About in our Home Sweet Home. Writer/s: SABAN GABRIEL, VERSNAEYEN ANNESOPHIE
    Publisher: APM MUSIC ASSOCIATED PRODUCTION MUSIC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 2

  • Samantha from OklahomaI understand what drives people to do it. It's partly bad brain chemistry and the rest is a deep, abiding emptiness that can't be filled by anyone or anything. When someone dies by their own hand, unfortunately, they're not thinking about the people they love, or the ones who love them. They're mind is consumed by the need for the pain to stop. It never stops. Ever. A Darkness descends that blocks out everything else and your mind goes blank. Death becomes your only escape, or at least, AT THE TIME, that's how it feels. Luckily, I suck at it, which is the only reason I'm still here, so I try to make the best of things and am waiting for the day when it will all make sense - assuming it ever does.

    Warbi, I'm sorry about your wife. Blessings to you and your daughter.
  • Warbi from Grandview, WaAt least my wife didn't kill our daughter...
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