(Jacques Goudin)

Coming back n´ home again, I find myself alone.
No one here to talk to so I'm sitting by the phone.
Coming back n´ home again, hearing screams and moans.
Jump out through the window and just going by the flow.

Coming back n´ home again, so tired of this place.
All they ever talk about is this stupid rat-race.
Taking out my skateboard, going down the road.
That leads us to Lightvalley´o, and that's far away from home!

Anywhere I go, I am better, I am better all alone!
Anywhere I go, I am better, when I'm far away from home!

Coming back n´ home again, back from Valley´o.
I found out that the inhabitants where just drugdealers and hoe's.
Coming back n´ home again, now I'm here to stay.
Taking out my skateboard but I'll never go away!

Anywhere I go, I am better, I am better all alone!
Anywhere I go, I am better, I am better all alone!
Anywhere I go, I am better, when I'm far away from home!
FROM HOME! FROM HOME! FROM HOME! FROM HOME!