I feel sorry for the Dads Little baby looks like a ho And why does she look like a ho? Cause the man over there said so And I feel sorry for the Mums Princess in the skimpiest garms You can see all the bones in her arms I think it's time to go home Go home Go home I feel sorry for the dreams Cause the dreams always get the blame And never get a chance to shine Cause they only exist in her mind And I feel sorry for her friends Cause the jealousy's eating them up Hometown boys and girls Never quite making the cut So they'll be staying at home At home At home I feel sorry for the land In the cold of the dawn Cradling our heroin Broken and torn No soul was sold It was only a loan Now she'll be making a claim And taking it home Home Home She falls asleep so slow That the eye can't follow She falls asleep so slow That the eye can't follow She falls asleep so slow That the eye can't follow She falls asleep so slow That the eye can't follow I feel sorry for the dreams Cause the dreams always get the blame And never get a chance to shine Cause they only exist in her mind And I feel glad for her friends Though the jealousy's eating them up Hometown boys and girls Never quite making the cut So they'll be staying at home At home At home