yea well here i am at my front door and oh what an odor is rising it seems i ve stood on this porch at lesser times now i ve been down the road you know the one you ve dreamt about and that surprises you and i m sure you ll chalk it up to some sell out crime home what do you do when opportunity knocks when success stalks and along comes fame do you open the door or watch in horror through the peep hole as they go away lottery or poverty you re a commodity so what s it gonna be i m moving on i m moving on home i m going home i m going home sitting in that same spot there with the other lot whinin and you know this must be just a mirage ain t no doubt i ain t got the clout that s defined by you but oil stains are all you re gonna find in my garage whatcha gonna do when the fun stops when the boat rocks and the crew gets old make up your mind it s about time because at this time you re staying  home i m going home i m going home home i m going home i m going home