Gotta Get Home - 77 Bombay Street

Walking in the shadows of mankind

Drinking from the dust in the streets

Living through the seasons having thousand reasons

Trying to make ends meet

Flipping coins and lights in September

Dancing with the leaves of July

February pavements seem to hold resentments

Against me as time’s flying by

Gotta get home, gotta get home in December

When the lights are shining bright

Gotta get back to what I remember

And then everything’s alright

Tell my mum I’m coming home in December

I have seen the Eiffel Tower in Paris

I have seen the squares of New York

I been sleeping next to towers, singing songs for hours

Finding comfort in being a dork

Playing with the whales in the ocean

Climbing on a mountain with blue eyes

And under porches and bridges I’ve learned that all the riches

Are waiting for me in disguise

Gotta get home, gotta get home in December

When the lights are shining bright

Gotta get back to what I remember

And then everything’s alright

Tell my mum I’m coming home in December

I want to go back, I need to go back home

My friends are waiting for me to come back home

And everybody’s there and we have things to share

And the family prayer, something is in the wind and I know for sure

Deep down in the core, now it’s time to go

To my loved ones, I need to go back home

Gotta get home, gotta get home in December

(Just let me go back home)

When the lights are shining bright

Gotta get back to what I remember

(I want to get back home)

And then everything’s alright

Tell my mum I’m coming home in December

(But just let me go back home home home home)

I want to go back home

I want to get back home