Coming Home

Back on the streets now
Where I grew up to be a man
I'm never gonna go away again
Back on the streets now
Dirty old butter town
Where my old friends will never let me down
Flares of memories fill my mind
Of a childhood left behind
Familiar faces stare at me
I'm back now where I want to be
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Back on the streets now
Where I grew up to be a man
I'm never gonna go away again
Back on the streets now
Dirty old butter town
Where my old friends will never let me down
Back on the streets
Back on the streets
Back on the streets
Back on the streets
Back on the streets now
Where I grew up to be a man
I'm never gonna go away again
Back on the streets now
Dirty old butter town
Where my old friends will never let me down
Playing football in the park
Causing trouble after dark
I used to roam these fucking streets at night
Where I kissed my first girl and picked a fight
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home