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"Oh, God!"
[Californian "Sole has no eyes."
Could be
Or it be Cairo
be Berlin
Or it be Prague
Could be
be New York
Could be
And it be Warrington
Could be
And it could be Jaw
Could be
Everybody got somewhere call home
they overrun the defences
A minor put down to expenses
Will you go to the airport lounge
Will you your second class status
A nation of waitresses and
Will you mix martinis
Will you stand for it
Or will you to the hills
It be clay
And it could be
be desert
Could be a tract of land
Could be a
Could be a corner
be a cabin by a bend in the river
Could be something your old man down
Could be something you built on own
got something he calls home
When the cowboys and draw down
On each at noon
In the dusty air of the city boardroom
Will you stand by a spectator
Of the market
Will you discreetly
With your ear pressed to the door
Will you hear when the lion within you
Will you take to the
you stand
Will you for it
Will you hear when the lion you roars
be your father
And it be your mother
be your sister
Could be brother
Could be a
be a Turk
Could be out looking for work
Could be a
Could be the Aga
Could be a Vietnam vet with no arms and no
Could be a
Could be a
be a loser
Or it be a winner
be a banker
Could be a
Could be a
Could be Kareem Abdul
Could be a male voice
be a lover
Could be a
Could be a heavyweight
Or it could be lighter
be a cripple
Could be a
Could be a wop, gook,
be a cop
Could be a
be a family of ten living in one room on relief
Could be our leaders in their tombs
With their tinned food and their silver
Could be the pilot with God on his
be the kid in the middle of the bomb sight
Could be a
be a terrorist
Could be a
Could be a
be humble
Could be
Could be a face in the
Could be the soldier in the white
Who turns the key in spite of the
That this is the end of the cat and
Who dwelt in the
Where the laughter rang and the tears were
The house that built
the laughter rang and the tears were spilt
The house Jack built
Bang, bang, shoot,
White gloved
Lord thy be done
He was a good boy his mother said
He'll do his duty when grown

Everybody's got they call home