I've been around the world and I wrote a million songs I've slept in the gutter and I've lied to the dogs The sheriff he came to with his little boys in blue But with my crystal sheen guitar I'm another ego star
Get me to the stage, it brings me home again I'm trippin' on it now, it brings me home again
I look bad in shorts but most of us do
Cause love is all good people need Music sets the sick ones free Without love no one ever grows nothing ever sings
You have gathered for the feast The bread is my body, the wine is blood Get me to the stage, it brings me home again I'm trippin' on it now, it brings me home again More from Mother Love Bone