And we will wake you once we've walked up all your stairs

There's nothing like living in a bottle
And nothing like ending it all for the world
We're so glad you will come back
Every living lion will lay in your lap

The kid has a homecoming, the champion, the horse
Who's going to play drums, guitar or organ with chorus
As far as we've walked from both ends of the sand
Never have we caught a glimpse of this man

We know your house so very well
And we will bust down your door if you're not there

We've lived in bars and danced on tables
Hotel, streets and ships that sail
We swim with sharks
And fly with aeroplanes out of here
Out of here, out of here, out of here, out of here