Get Home

How am I gonna get myself back home? Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay How am I gonna get myself back home? Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay We are the last people standing At the end of the night We are the greatest pretenders In the cold morning light This is just another night And we've had many of them To the morning we're cast out But I know I'll land here again How am I gonna get myself back home? Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay How am I gonna get myself back home? Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay There's a light in the bedroom But it's dark Scattered around on the floor All my thoughts This is just another night And we've had many of them To the morning we're cast out But I know I'll land here again How am I gonna get myself back home? Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay How am I gonna get myself back home? Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay The birds are mocking me They call to be heard The birds are mocking me They curse my return How am I gonna get myself back home? Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay How am I gonna get myself back home? Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay How am I gonna get myself back home? Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay How am I gonna get myself back home? Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay, I'm lost --- Get Home - Bastille