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Everyone knows that there’s no place like home
But I’m just seeking refuge in a world full of storms
Washed up on a distant shore, can’t go home anymore
The natives are hostile whatever I say
The thing they feel most is that I might want to stay
By their side on a distant shore can’t go home anymore
I escaped my tormentors by crossing the sea
What I cannot escape is memory
Washed up on a distant shore can’t go home anymore
WORDS: Billy Bragg (2002) MUSIC: The Blokes (2002)
Billy: vocal
Lu: saz
Ben: acoustic guitar
Mac: piano
Simon: guitaron
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