Lyrics

You're the king of the underground where the only sound is your hick town failing heartbeat and lots of crickets So stake your trailer, bet your life. You got a good home wife I know she's out there waiting for you, without a clue Yeah you got to see your future through the window Brave your future. Leaving home again We'll take you down to New York City where the grass is broken glass and the girls are not that pretty but we don't care So sell your future, bet your past cause it's not gonna last I know you're out there waiting for me but you're just stuck Yeah, you gotta throw your bad luck through the window Brave your future. Leaving home again. Kick it! You like the trouble they're in Just give them cigarettes and they'll be your friends But don't take their bad advice They just want to cut you down to size Stay inside your room for days. Wallow in a solipsistic haze So won't you take my good advice Get into your car and I'll be your eyes Fontaine' You're leaving x 4 Both: You're leaving x 6 You're leaving home Yeah you got to see your future through the window Brave your future. Leaving home again