Songtext zu 'Coming Home' von Sam Adams

Coming home, coming home, off the road,
Boston's own, coming home, coming home, coming home.
Please don't miss me when i'm gone.
Back before you know it, won't be too long,
It's nothing wrong, nothing wrong. it's nothing wrong.
I'm coming home.

I'm coming home. coming home.
Boston's own, you know i'm coming home.
I'm off the road all these flights i've flown.
Every city in the world, all across the globe.
So please don't miss me when i'm gone.
I'll be back before you know it, won't be too long.
So, it's nothing wrong, it's nothing wrong.
Put your hands up 'cause i'm coming home.

I can't explain the feeling that i get
Such as before i step up on the stage,
And each city that i rippin'
I know i'm repin' the only town from which sammy came.
Whether i'm up in cleveland, it's evening, new orleans, bob marley,
You know that really nothin' gonna change
Fighting over towns i don't even know their names.
I told 'em about the way that boston be doin' thangs.

Girl, you're no doubt
New guinea sold out
Should he show us the love the city is really 'bout
Not to mention the south, heh
And c.b.a. to tennesse
Drove up north to shot town murder the d.

I rip sunset, screaming we ain't done yet
Industry racks in my green rooms trying to undress
Swear i hear 'em still screaming for me
Damning only reason i do it is for the summer kay

I'm coming home. coming home.
Boston's own, you know i'm coming home.
I'm off the road, all these flights i've flown.
Every city in the world, all across the globe.
So please don't miss me when i'm gone.
I'll be back before you know it, won't be too long.
So, it's nothing wrong, it's nothing wrong.
Put your hands up 'cause i'm coming home.

It's like i can't believe what i see when i'm looking out at all of you
9:30 club urban plaza house of blues
Whatever value, whatever city you pick and choose
Don't forget september, i ran through like a hundred schools.

Got it in and no higher when i raise in my zoo
Shoot chicago found that they swallowed the a of screw
I play above the bass so when i was in d. town saying i was celtic
Guess you jump off my dick now.

Every city, new family
Now building, growing with me success is just out my hands, clowns
And hands down, i'm making hits
Compared to the love for my fans, that ain't meaning shit.

I'm coming home. coming home.
Boston's own, you know i'm coming home.
I'm off the road all these flights i've flown.
Every city in the world, all across the globe.
So please don't miss me when i'm gone.
I'll be back before you know it, won't be too long.
So, it's nothing wrong, it's nothing wrong.
Put your hands up 'cause i'm coming home.

I can't begin to tell you how many hours i've put into this motherfucking game,
And no matter what they say, i'll bow to ancient alex,
I will never fucking change,
And now i'm in your city looking pretty thanks to matty, got girls going insane
And we still the same dudes regardless of all the moves
Now i'm getting off the plane,
I'm coming home!

I'm coming home. coming home.
Boston's own, you know i'm coming home.
I'm off the road all these flights i've flown.
Every city in the world, all across the globe.
So please don't miss me when i'm gone.
I'll be back before you know it, won't be too long.
So, it's nothing wrong, it's nothing wrong.
Put your hands up 'cause i'm coming home.