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The Way Back Home

from Wasted Saints by The Waxies

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lyrics

As the sun set west of Leningrad
I followed it by train
And passed the bottle with some new friends
As the Russian daylight waned
Then passed out to the steady
Rumbling swaying on the tracks
I'd spent the last of my rubles
There was no turning back
The next day I awoke
When the sunlight pierced my head
With little memory of the night
I barely noticed creeping dread
But it hit me in the chest
When I saw how far we'd come
I missed my stop
Behind the Iron Curtain I was trapped

I don't know the way back home
I don't know the way back home
I don't know the way back home
I don't know the way back home
I can't find my way 'round here
I don't know the way back home
I can't find my way 'round here
I can't find my way 'round here

So I wander Russian streets
With nothing to my name
Only minarets and obelisks
To guide me by day
When you're alone
Don't know the way back home
What's left inside
What's left inside
What's left inside

After three long months of wandering
I let my life slip from my hands
And lay sprawled across death's doorstep
When there came a caravan
They were people rich in company
And joy not bound by wealth
So they pulled me out of darkness
And nursed me back to health
Three months became three years
Became three proud scars on my face
By the sawing of the fiddle
I drink and dance my nights away
My new family has everything
That I could ever need
Tovarisch they call me
I am the Gypsy King

I don't wanna go back home
I don't wanna go back home
I don't wanna go back home
I don't wanna go back home
Party with the gypsies all night long
I don't wanna go back home
Party with the gypsies all night long
Party with the gypsies all night long

So I wander Russian streets
With nothing to my name
Only minarets and obelisks
To guide me by day
When you're alone
Don't the way back home
What's left inside
What's left inside
What's left inside

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from Wasted Saints, released March 15, 2012
M. Prokopchuk, C. Bardallis & The Waxies

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