Lyrics
I've got the same Kandinsky prints that my brother got
With the same black frames, like he bought
In between them, on the wall is something my girlfriend calls Trashy
Brownie and the Boo man got that for me
On the wall facing us is black and white of all of us back in Brighton
I remember it like today, but the sun has made that fade
Still, I know you know where England is
And I know this ain't home
But now it sure feels like home
And I know this somewhere is really nowhere
I've got a black and white TV, but I don't really see
The need to burden it with cable
I got the sofa from the folks, and the table I just stole
With a neon Mickey's sign for no reason
And I know this ain't home
But now it sure feels like home
And I know this somewhere is really nowhere
And I know this ain't home
But now it sure feels like home
And I know this somewhere is really nowhere
I've got the same Kandinsky prints that my brother got
With the same black frames, like he bought
I got the sofa from the folks, and the table I just stole
With a neon Mickey's sign for no reason
And I know this ain't home
But now it sure feels like home
And I know this somewhere is really nowhere
