Screams in the night, sirens delight

Heat, broken glass, Satan's bred trash



Big city madness, comfort my soul

Give me a home where I can grow

String of bright lights running up to the sky

Throughout the hot night, the cars racing by

You know they all see, but most of them pass

She drives by my wares, don't hide in your glass wheel



Screams in the night, sirens delight

Heat, broken glass, Satan's bred trash



Big city madness, comfort my soul

Give me a home where I can grow

Sounds of guitars fill up the night

Can't make me feel, I said its alright

In one hotel bed, you think you can grow

If you find a home, please let me know