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
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