This Kitchen Feels Like Home

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Junkhouse - Rock

This Kitchen Feels Like Home

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Lyrics

[Verse] Yes, I'm going to the graveyard And I'm casting out my stone Yes, I'm going to the graveyard And I'm casting out my stone [Bridge] Ain't the highway cold at night When you're driving home alone [Verse] I was dreamin' 'bout the witches And how they weld with flame I was thinkin' noble death Eatin' at the ocean's waves [Bridge] When this whorehouse is on fire All the rounders can't get laid [Verse] Yes my brother's come undone And he's cryin' in my arms And the stray dog burnt my street down Stirrin' up the ghosts of Rome When this whorehouse is on firе Don't this kitchen feel like home Whеn this whorehouse is on fire Don't this kitchen feel like home Like home Like home Like home Like home Like home Like home Like home Like home Like home Like home Like home Like home

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Credits

Writers
  • Tim Gibbons
  • Tom Wilson (CAN)