Deap Lips - Home Thru Hell Lyrics

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Home Thru Hell

Home Thru Hell Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Home Thru Hell By Deap Lips?
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah Riding along through the deep valley Where the dragons of madness roam Carrying my story on my Yamaha back home I could hear the screaming vultures Screaming out my name Not knowing I was lost Along this long bad highway I finally made it home (yeah) Through hell under the hypnotizers spell I finally made it home Through hell I hope I live to tell I finally made it Oh, oh I gladly accept your invitation 'Cause I sent it to myself Prepare for my arrival Stock the fridge and fill the shelves And I'll bring treasures from a lifetime in California We can build, we can break Tête-à-tête, and give and take Getting philosophical I finally made it home Through hell under the hypnotizers spell I finally made it home Through hell I hope I live to tell I finally made it Oh, oh Oh, I think I tried too hard To shut the mouth of doom Taking all my wisdom From the flaming lips of youth Now I feel my rappers heart And think with my baby's brain And I still ride my Yamaha But everything else has changed I finally made it home Through hell under the hypnotizers spell I finally made it home Through hell I hope I live to tell I finally made it home Through hell under the hypnotizers spell I finally made it home Through hell I hope I live to tell I finally made it home |
Who Wrote Home Thru Hell By Deap Lips?
Julie Edwards, Lindsey Troy, Steven Drozd, Wayne Coyne
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What's The Duration Of The Home Thru Hell By Deap Lips?The duration of Home Thru Hell is 3:31 minutes and seconds. |
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