Home is Where They Leave You

Hop back in the car 100 miles ago we chose to leave for the sake of our sanity We couldn't find a place to live So we spent 12 days seven hours and 20 minutes Living on the streets Until we met up with a lawyer at the station He told us he also had a house in the grasslands He lent us a car to borrow He said he'd meet us there the next morning If we could make it on time We spent the night driving until it felt like the city lights were gone There was no one else around But there stood a house in the distance The roof was broke The walls were rot The doors were gone And then we met up with the lawyer and said Wait but I'm begging your Begging your pardon I'm beggin' your Beggin' your What kind of house is this? If I had had the pick, then it wouldn't have been this Wait but I'm begging your Begging your pardon I'm beggin' your Beggin' your What kind of house is this? If I had had the pick, then it wouldn't have been this He said "there's nowhere here left in the city to buy So just take it But I'd still have to charge you" I told him that was insane But he replied "It's either this or homeless" I told him "This is practically homeless, there's barely a roof, there's barely a wall, there's barely any life around let alone any way to eat or sleep In fact, we'll die out here Cause if it's either this or homeless Well, it's a close call" Wait but I'm begging your Begging your pardon I'm beggin' your Beggin' your What kind of house is this? If I had had the pick, then it wouldn't have been this Wait but I'm begging your Begging your pardon I'm beggin' your Beggin' your What kind of house is this? If I had had the pick, then it wouldn't have been this Have you seen the insides? Because they're just not right I found a flood mark in the corner Made by a hole found in the wall Every floorboard is detached And every window's broken into There's an overview, but no way up A ton of keys, but no door to lock I don't see a bedroom, nor even a kitchen So, I ask him for a better reason But he can give me something worse, you say "There's a killer in the streets, a killer in the streets" If there's no one else around how's there a killer in the streets? He says "There's tornadoes and hurricanes and this house ain't made of bricks but I've got nothing left to sell you so this might be your only pick" Wait but I'm begging your Begging your pardon I'm beggin' your Beggin' your What kind of house is this? If I had had the pick, then it wouldn't have been this Wait but I'm begging your Begging your pardon I'm beggin' your Beggin' your What kind of house is this? If I had had the pick, then it wouldn't have been this That's when he drove away That's when he drove away! Come home, come back please That's when he drove away That's when he drove away