I've, got a little red ball,
And I bought it for you
cause I know you're not fair
I don't get it, oh well
And you colour my skin
And the colours don't blend
cause I'm gonna get you
And your little dog too
There's a yellow brick road
That we follow back home
And I know you can't wait
Your belligerent hate

There's no place like home
There's no place like...home!
Like... home!

I've, got a southern bell too
And ruby red shoes
With a body of straw
Are you sick of it all?
There's a man made of tin
With an oil can grin
And I'm gonna get you
And your little dog too
There's a yellow brick road
That we follow back home
And I know you can't wait
Your belligerent hate

There's no place like home
There's no place like home
There's a little white porch
And you wanted it so
And you let me go down
To the end of the road
And the black and the white
A technicolourful life
Can I stand by your side?
We can make it alright

Like home!

cause I'm home
There's a little white porch
And you wanted it so
And you let me go down
To the end of the road
And the black and the white
A technicolourful life
Then another arrived
It's a cowardly lion

What I want from this world
What I wanna resolve
When I want you to stay
So I want you to wait
I don't wanna be bold
I don't wanna be cold
I don't wanna grow old
I wanna go home!

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