Вершы: Consumed. Home Again.

It's good to see you
But we haven't missed you
There must have been something
But I haven't thought about it for a week or two

I don't believe it
Such a feeling
I feel pissed, it's gone straight to my head
What a sight for sore eyes
You're an eyeball pleaser
You make me go limp in the head
I wish I could be back home instead

Take me home again

Take me home

So long and goodbye
I'd better run along now
What was that something?
That made me go limp in the head.