Home Thru Hell

Riding along through the Deep Valley where the dragons of madness roam
Carrying my story on my Yamaha back home
I could hear the screaming vultures screaming out my name
Not knowing I was lost along this long, bad highway!

(I finally) yeah (made it home through hell)
(Under the hypnotizer's spell)
(I finally made it home through hell)
(I hope I live to tell)
(I finally made it home)

I gladly accept your invitation because I sent it to myself
Prepare for my arrival
Stock the fridge and fill the shelf
And I'll bring treasures from a lifetime in California
We can build, we can break
Tête-à-tête and give and take, getting philosophical

(I finally made it home through hell)
(Under the hypnotizer's spell)
(I finally made it home through hell)
(I hope I live to tell)
(I finally made it home)

Oh, I think I tried too hard to shut the mouth of doom
Taking all my wisdom from the flaming lips of youth
Now I feel my rapper's heart and think with my baby's brain
And I still ride my Yamaha, but everything else is changed

(I finally) yeah (made it home through hell)
(Under the hypnotizer's spell)
(I finally made it home through hell)
(I hope I live to tell)

(I finally made it home through hell)
(Under the hypnotizer's spell)
(I finally made it home through hell)
(I hope I live to tell)
(I finally made it home)



Credits
Writer(s): Wayne Michael Coyne, Steven Gregory Drozd, Lindsey Troy, Julie Scott Edwards
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