"Hometown" lyrics

"Hometown"

I keep on havin' all these dreams
No they're not like other people's
Because I'm always fallin'
And then wakin' up on beaches or
Fuckin' off to the sand on sunny days
But there's no beach for miles so it's Marge's cheap cocaine
On race days
Wakin' up in piles of debt
Oh how he wept, oh how he wept, oh how he wept
'Cause he's emptied all his wages
Into the pockets of the boys that he hated

When he was in his hometown
Playin' all his favourite sounds
In the sun, in the sun, in the sun, in the sun
Put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on
Playin' all his favourite sounds
In the sun, in the sun, in the sun, in the sun
Put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on

And he heads out tonight
With dreams of easy women and a watered down pint
And he'll drink and snort and smoke
Until every single line blurs into one
And then he'll try and swim his way through a sea
Of Balenciaga bags, expensive cars on pcp
And he's stumbling over broken glass and broken dignity
I hope he doesn't get his face broken
No he's not much of a fighter
He just tells a girl he loves her when he doesn't even like her

In his hometown
Playin' all his favourite sounds
In the sun, in the sun, in the sun, in the sun
Put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on
Playin' all his favourite sounds
In the sun, in the sun, in the sun, in the sun
Put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on

And he's so easily persuaded by his need to feel sedated
And the only way to get it is to empty all his wages
Into the pockets of the boys that he hated
When he was in school
And he's so easily persuaded by his need to feel sedated
And the only way to get it is to empty all his wages
Into the pockets of the boys that he hated
When he was in school
When he was in
When he was in his
When he was in
When he was in his

Hometown
Playin' all his favourite sounds
In the sun, in the sun, in the sun, in the sun
Put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on
Playin' all his favourite sounds
In the sun, in the sun, in the sun, in the sun
Put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on
Put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on
Put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on

Put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on
Put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on

Put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on
Put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on

Put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on
Put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on, put 'em on


Writer(s): James Boyle, Ryan Breslin
album: "I Wonder If The World Knows?" (2024)
The K's - I Wonder If The World Knows? album cover
Icarus (with Tony Walsh Intro)
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Sarajevo
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Glass Towns
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Got A Feeling
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Just For Today
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
Dacton & Wanderella
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
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