"Coming Home" lyrics

I'm getting lazy I'm shaking so thin
I'm needing money to get out of here
Going nowhere I'm doing alright
I'm in the middle of a syncopated night
I'm hanging out on the line
It's every day at a time

He ain't a rebel we knew he was cool
We saw the mirror a magical fool
Taking photo's of doing all right
A celebration of a sympathetic guy
I'm hanging out on the line
It's every day at a time

Salamander's speak it's a far cry from the real streets she grew
I'm coming home I've seen the paradise
Three times I've been denied
I've faced the devil and his toll

I'm getting hazy it seems like a flu
A cheap and nasty political move
Sitting pretty and throwing the fight
A violation of a fundamental right
I'm hanging out on the line
It's every day at a time

I got a letter a natural c
I paid a fellow to read it to me
He's a rover a nautical guy
A supernova in a universal sky
I'm hanging out on the line
It's every day at a time

Salamander's speak it's a far cry from the real streets she grew
I'm coming home I've seen the paradise
Three times I've been denied
I've faced the devil and his toll

Where the hero lies there's a memory of suicide and doom
I'm coming home I've seen the paradise
Three times I've been denied
I've faced the devil and his toll

Salamander's speak it's a far cry from the real streets she grew
I'm coming home I've seen the paradise
Three times I've been denied
I've faced the devil and his toll