[bad word] through the black night
I'm sure I had a green light
Crawling over the thought that I would die

Then from the x-ray, back to the rat race
I want to win this, and now that I'm alive

All these streets look different, like I'm born again

There in the dark, down in the valley
Under the motel neon sign
Room 105, the back of the alley
You're wearing my coat while sleeping

It feels like [bad word] home

It's hard for the dreams when the city's never sleeping
But we're gonna make it, though we don't know how
I pay a high price for the joy of the free ride
'Cause I got you, and now that's all that counts

There in the dark, down in the valley
Under the motel neon sign

Room 105, at the back of the alley
You're wearing my coat while sleeping

It feels like [bad word] home, oh
Yeah it feels like [bad word] home, oh

This I know
Right from the start, like it's the first time
It finally feels [bad word] home

There in the dark, down in the valley
Under the motel neon sign

Room 105, at the back of the alley
You're wearing my coat while sleeping

And it feels like [bad word] home, oh
Yeah it feels like [bad word] home, oh

This I know
Right from the start, like it's the first time
It finally feels like

It feels like [bad word] home