Walk up down rundown avenues and back through swollen city veins
Now sobered up enough to understand that nothing stays the same
Overpopulated crowds you'd think I'd find a place that I'd
Attach myself upon somewhere I felt alive until I die
These hometown blues follow me home again
The closer I go I feel further away
Walk back down run down avenues and attitudes are everywhere
Pass a drunken argument they roll around and people stare
Finally hit the underground and no surprise I turn to find
Two men for twenty pound of mine if I'm alive they'll have me die
These hometown blues follow me home again
The closer I go I feel further away
further away, further away, further away
These hometown blues follow me home again
The closer I go I feel further away
These hometown blues follow me home again
The closer I go I feel further away
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