Out to sea in a ship full of holes
Even though
With a heave and a ho
Gonna raise my sails
Rent a penthouse but sleep on a bench
Pass me the wrench
Take a shovel and a wrench
To this jail
I ain't deserted
Just feel so disconcerted
I ain't deserted at all
Sun beats down, neck turns red
In a toolshed, piss in the dirt
Put it right here on my arm
Where they hurt and bled
Commit a crime, in the world of straw
Perfect flaw
Now I fall apart
I ain't deserted
Just feel so disconcerted
Nowhere
That's my home, dear
Nowhere
Is where I'm from
Nowhere
Ain't too far from here
Pitch a tent in a parking ramp
Postage stamp
On a milk carton, a missing kid
Ends up in the trash again, again
And now I got no answers
I got no clue, what will I do?
Nowhere
That's my home dear
Nowhere
Is where I'm from
Nowhere
Ain't too far from here
I ain't deserted
Just feel so disconcerted
I ain't got no answers now
I ain't got no home at all
No, no, no
Nowhere at all
No, no, no
Nowhere at all
No, no, no
Nowhere at all
No, no, no
Nowhere at all
Nowhere is My Home was written by Paul Westerberg.
Nowhere is My Home was produced by Alex Chilton.