Baby, We're Refugees!

Baby, We're Refugees! - Jon Fratelli

Well the red light fades and the sun won't shine

Try to chase those ghosts from this heart of mine

And the red town lady said she'd save me cry

Take me down where the people carry roses

Take me down where the street signs know me inside out

Well the cheap red wine is the kind I love the best

Makes the days pass by and a magical mess

And the red town lady makes my soul confess

Take me down with your money and your roses

Take me down where the night comes crashing through the window

Cowboy take a back seat and make them enjoy

The sound this hopeless mess

Spend their money watch them undress their soul

And a furious fire round the drink and smoke out of line

And leave in a jealous hurricane

They won't forget your name

Carry me home

Carry me home carry me

Won't somebody chase this pain from my door

Won't you carry me home carry me home carry me

Won't somebody chase this pain from my window

Carry me home carry me home carry me

Won't somebody chase this pain from my door

Won't you carry me home carry me home carry me

Won't somebody chase this pain from my window

Carry me home carry me home carry me

Won't somebody take this pain from my window

Carry me home carry me home carry me

Won't somebody take this pain from my door