Rackets Drapes - "Home Street Home" lyrics

See the children with the broken wings

On thier backs wounded angels can't fly

Sleep in alleys using gutters as your pillows

Can't see God when they look in your eyes

(why')

See the people in thier church

Who pretend to care

But they turn you away

They say that you can't be saved

They discriminate

Tip your hat and your never going back

HOME STREET HOME

Is where the heart is

HOME STREET HOME