The Kids Don't Wanna Come Home

Declan McKenna

I don't know what I want
If I'm completely honest
I guess I could start a war
I guess I could sleep on it

But hey, there kids with guns
Your neighbors complain
But they don't know where they come from

I guess it's just bad advice
For someone so upstanding
So maybe just ask them twice
Or be a bit demanding

You don't know how to give love to anyone
You don't know how to pretend
You told your kids that they'd live long forever
But the kids don't wanna come home again
No, the kids don't wanna come home again

Haven't you any shame?
Have you got no morals?
Teaching them how to aim
No sadness and no sorrow

Well, hey there, mother o' mine
Your kids are sick
But they're gonna be just fine

I said: possibly
Not if you keep raising them this way
You're just leading them to die
Oh, our disbelief and dismay

But hey, there kids with guns
Your neighbours complain
But they don't know where they come from

You don't know how to give love to anyone
You don't know how to pretend
You told your kids that they'd live long forever

But the kids don't wanna come home again
No, the kids don't wanna come home again
No, the kids don't wanna come home again
No, the kids don't wanna come home

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