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 

And 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 

In her 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 



I'm 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 want to resolve 

Well, 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