Go back home back to where you came
I'm so tired of what you bring
Take your money and take your ring
Go back down to LA
I look to the sky
The clouds are rolling in
I don't know why
That's where it all begins
Where's your soul
Where's your mind
I don't need you here, girl
In these wild times
Go back home back to where you came
I'm so tired of what you bring
Leave your money but take your ring
Go back down to LA
My straps wearing thin
My rope's about to snap
You know I need you
Here behind my back
I see you know
Just where I have been
Think not of my past, girl
Think of my end
Go back home back to where you came
I'm so tired of what you bring
Leave your money but take your ring
Go back down to LA
Tales of storms and army men
Were told to me when I was younger
Now I'll pass them on to him
Our soulful baby boy
Think not of what he can do
To make you proud or make you happy
Only of what you can do
To make him smile again
Darling, won't you please
Tell me what you think of me
Darling, won't you please
Tell me what you think of me
Tell me what you think of me
Go back home back to where you came
I'm so tired of what you bring
Take your money and take your ring
Go back down to LA