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Woke up feeling half dead in a Hello Kitty bed In Youngstown, Ohio Watched a mini fan explode Jimmie saw a U.F.O I’m not proud of what I’ve done You wouldn’t know me if you saw me mama And I’m never going home Never going home again Bank account’s bleeding while we are sleeping In another murder motel Landed on the blacklist of a couple journalists I’ve met much better people in jail I’m not proud of what I’ve done You wouldn’t know me if you saw me, mama But I’m never going home Never going home again Eyes like an Egyptian tomb, illegal things on hotel rooms With TV stars that saw better days Cherished every moment, saw a priest for my atonement When right back out and did it again Fell into a sinkhole, while the sky raining toads Letras de cancionesStill it never slowed my roll Left the money, kept creative control For the sake of rock n’ roll I’m not proud of what I’ve done Someday I hope you can forgive me mama Never going home Never going home again No, I'm never going home Never going home again No, I'm never going home Never going home again From Letras Mania