Johnny Mathis - I'm Coming Home Lyrics

Lyrics I'm Coming Home - Johnny Mathis




I lived my life in the gutter! And this gutter is who I am!
Take me back home to my gutter and that′s where I won't ever leave again!
Hey! I′m comin' home home to the criminals and crooks
Home to the gangbangers shootin' dirty looks.
Home to the killer cops beatin′ down my ass
Home to my ′72 Vallary prayin' it will last.
Past all the rich bitches try′na play me out.
Doggin' on my neighborhood don′t know what it's about.
So now I′m clockin' nuggets, never hangin' with the rich.
I′d rather hang out with the crookeds at the party store, bitch!
Gimme Coney, dawg, with a little smog,
Cuz it tastes better than the poisonous fog.
Seen it from the sewers in my slummy neighborhood.
But the ghetto got love and the love is all good
So I don′t give a fuck about your mansion by the lake.
You can suck my dingaling until your neck breaks.
Cuz all I wanna do is hang with the zombies in the zone.
Break out with the Faygo. I'm comin′ home.
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Home to the creatures, home to the crooks,
Home to the fools readin' witchcraft books,
Home to the monsters roamin′ the land,
I wanna come home but ya don't understand.
Bitch, I′m comin home, and I'm not alone.
Jokers and freaks and the dead body bones.
Every single thing that ya never wanna see,
Add it all together and ya got me!
Ah, Nobody give a fuck about your punk ass rules.
Keystone coppers and your hypocrite schools.
I'd much rather lay around the streets and the gutter,
And make dirty phone calls to your rich mother.
Put up last midnight and I′m wakin′ up the dead.
And we playin' kickball with sombody′s head.
We go skinny-dippin' in the barrels of toxic waste,
After that, I pour myself a little taste.
So tell your mother that she′s nothin' but a fat bitch,
And all my homies don′t care if the hoe's rich.
Somebody out here, please let me know if there's a phone,
I need to call my mother, and tell her I′m comin′ home.
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I'm comin′ home. Chicken, chicken bone.
Sugar plumb wishes and Ice cream cones.
All these fake people sayin' hi to one another.
Then they sit around and talk shit about each other.
Watering the grass, diggin′ in they ass,
Try'na make sure they didn′t lose any cash.
Workin' hard all you life, and now you're finally rich.
But look at you, you′re just another whack bitch! heh.
Call in the slum, that′s where the bums,
Murderers, and slaughterers. So that's what I become.
Spare a little change, cuz I just ran outta gas,
Reach for your quarter and I′ll stick your fuckin' ass.
Nobody wants to be around the ghetto breed.
The ghetto got each other, and that′s all we really need.
So what the fuck I'm doin′ down here? I got a land of my own,
Hey, yo, dawg, fuck it, we goin' home.
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Writer(s): T Bell, L Creed


Johnny Mathis - The Essential Johnny Mathis 3.0
Album The Essential Johnny Mathis 3.0
date of release
12-07-2011

1 Fly Me to the Moon (In Other Words)
2 When Sunny Gets Blue
3 It's Not for Me to Say
4 Wonderful! Wonderful!
5 Chances Are
6 No Love (But Your Love)
7 The Twelfth Of Never
8 Wild Is The Wind
9 Teacher, Teacher
10 A Certain Smile
11 Sleigh Ride
12 My Funny Valentine
13 Misty
14 Small World
15 Maria
16 Dancing on the Ceiling
17 Stairway to the Stars
18 Gina
19 What Will My Mary Say
20 The Sweetheart Tree
21 On a Clear Day (You Can See Forever)
22 The Look of Love
23 A Time For Us
24 I'm Coming Home
25 Life Is A Song Worth Singing
26 99 Miles from L.A.
27 What I Did for Love
28 When a Child Is Born
29 Too Much, Too Little, Too Late (with Deniece Williams)
30 Begin the Beguine
31 Memory
32 Friends In Love
33 Brazil (Aquarela do Brasil)
34 Prelude to a Kiss
35 What Are You Doing the Rest of Your Life
36 Let Your Heart Remember
37 Un-Break My Heart
38 Because You Loved Me
39 Life Is Just a Bowl of Cherries
40 On Broadway
41 When I Fall In Love
42 I Wish I Were in Love Again
43 Bye Bye Barbara
44 No Strings
45 Beyond the Blue Horizon
46 The Last Time I Felt Like This
47 El Amar Y El Querer
48 Baia (No Baixa Do Sapateiro)




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