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Song Info
Genre
Charts
#713 in subgenre
Peak #16
Charts
Peak #104
Author
Zan Cantwell
Rights
2006
Uploaded
December 01, 2008
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.9 MB • 128 kbps • 4:16
Lyrics
When I Get Home
The son of man glares from the throne and blood builds in his eyes
The chaff has blown across the screen, and the good seed rots and dies
The prophets sign "will work for food" and die out on the tracks
While the money keeps on pouring in by the stripes upon my back
I watch each day my saints go poor, cold, hungry and alone
But....Things are gonna change when I get home
I shed good blood and bruised my heels to level off the field
Now presidents and monarchs all claim they know just how I feel
The children rage against me as they make their claim to fame
Tainted by the ignorance of the wombs from which they came
They eagerly scramble for the chance to cast the first stone
But....Things are gonna change when I get home
Yeah, when I get home I'm gonna come like a thief in the night
I'll empty all your parking meters and wash your colors with the whites
When I come back I'm gonna kick the dogs and take away their bones
Yeah...Things are gonna change when I get home
There's something dead out on the lawn, but no one smells its stench
The wings were torn from my angels back for lack of evidence
Now Delilah’s back to cutting hair a franchise in the mall
And the lambs line up at the Cineplex to watch the temple fall
I don't believe they’ve lost my number, still no one ever phones
But....Things are gonna change when I get home
My disciples will be surprised when they miss their final flight
Because you can’t get a cab going uptown after 9pm at night
Its a common practice to swear by god to deceive another man
And men will swear by any other name that they don’t know who I
am
Everyone is feeling left out, just like Dylan’s' Mister Jones
But....Things are gonna change when I get home
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