Clouseau
Miscellaneous
Going Home
I hadn't been away in weeks
I thought I'd go to a party
A whole evening with some friends and lots of great music
/>But it's full of bizarre people here
I could curse myself
They all look at me while I really didn't say anything
It's stupid that I came here
It's stupid, I'm getting sick
I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
Because nowhere is better
Nowhere is better than home
/>An old fat guy comes to talk some bullshit
Is shouting in my ears
He wants the Clouseau show in his discotheque
And I say no, but he says thank you
I desperately reach for my drink
And I go to the bar
But he continues his monologue
It's stupid that I came here
It is stupid, I'm getting sick
By the way,
I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
Because nowhere is better
Nowhere is it better than at home
What is with all those people
Why don't they leave me alone
Half an hour at this party, I'm completely exhausted
It's enough been to this stupid party
There is nothing that doesn't bother me
I go to the toilet with a silent step, so to speak
But quickly leave through the back door
I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home
Because nowhere is better
Nowhere is better than home
I'm going home
I'm going to home
Because nowhere is better
Nowhere is better than home