I've got a little red bow

And I bought it for you

'cause I know you're not fair

I don't get it, oh well.

And you color my skin

And the colors don't blend

'cause I'm gonna get you

And your little dog too.

There's a yellow brick road

That we follow back home

'cause I know you can't wait

Your belligerent hate.

There's no place like home

There's no place like

Home

Like

Home.

I've, got a southern belle too

And ruby red shoes

With a body of straw

Are you sick of it all?

There's a man made of tin

With an oil can grin

And I'm gonna get you

And your little dog too.

There's a yellow brick road

That we follow back home

And I know you can't wait

Your belligerent hate

There's no place like home

There's no place like home.

There's a little white porch

And you wanted it so

Can you let me go down

To the end of the road

In the black and the white

A technicolorful life

Can I stand by your side?

We can make it alright.

Like home

'cause I'm home.

There's a little white porch

And you wanted it so

Can you let me go down

To the end of the road

In the black and the white

A technicolorful life

Then another arrived

It's a cowardly lion.

What I want from this world

What I wanna resolve

When I want you to stay

So I want you to wait

I don't wanna be bold

I don't wanna be cold

I don't wanna grow old

I wanna go home!