The Arrival
I lost my babe again today
It was coming a long time
Oh, how my life is a TV Show
You can roll the credits now there's nothing left to show
With no direction; I'm going home
The party's over
The band has left the stage
Is this really the final page
I have gazed on every page of every book of blunt desires
Don't turn the lights out; I'm coming home
I've finally arrived in time
To see if Mr.Kipp's alive
This is my home
The Kipp comes running up quick
Wags his tail and gives me a lick
I have not seen you in years
Reunited, but neglect has took its toll
My house has eyebrows ten feet tall
I remember all the years I lived alone within these walls
But now that I'm here; I'm glad to be home
Some things seem different
This place is not the same
I did not leave this house this way
Now that I've returned, there's so much more for me to do
Happy to be here, glad to be home
Chilling in the afternoon
Along comes Granny Debleu
She brings the mail
Can't wait to give me the news
Hands me bills, and gives me the blues
Who's name is this on here
Hold on a minute, is this the place to stay
Who's house is this anyway
You can tell the preacher there's no more for me to say
So nice to be here, but I'm going home
It was coming a long time
Oh, how my life is a TV Show
You can roll the credits now there's nothing left to show
With no direction; I'm going home
The party's over
The band has left the stage
Is this really the final page
I have gazed on every page of every book of blunt desires
Don't turn the lights out; I'm coming home
I've finally arrived in time
To see if Mr.Kipp's alive
This is my home
The Kipp comes running up quick
Wags his tail and gives me a lick
I have not seen you in years
Reunited, but neglect has took its toll
My house has eyebrows ten feet tall
I remember all the years I lived alone within these walls
But now that I'm here; I'm glad to be home
Some things seem different
This place is not the same
I did not leave this house this way
Now that I've returned, there's so much more for me to do
Happy to be here, glad to be home
Chilling in the afternoon
Along comes Granny Debleu
She brings the mail
Can't wait to give me the news
Hands me bills, and gives me the blues
Who's name is this on here
Hold on a minute, is this the place to stay
Who's house is this anyway
You can tell the preacher there's no more for me to say
So nice to be here, but I'm going home
Credits
Writer(s): Rob Howell
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