How am I gonna get myself back home?
Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay
How am I gonna get myself back home?
Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay

We are the last people standing
At the end of the night
We are the greatest pretenders
In the cold morning light

This is just another night
And we´ve had many of them
To the morning we´re cast out
But I know I´ll land here again

How am I gonna get myself back home?
Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay
How am I gonna get myself back home?
Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay

There´s a light in the bedroom
But it´s dark
Scattered around on the floor
All my thoughts

This is just another night
And we´ve had many of them
To the morning we´re cast out
But I know I´ll land here again

How am I gonna get myself back home?
Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay
How am I gonna get myself back home?
Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay

The birds are mocking me
They call to be heard
The birds are mocking me
They curse my return

How am I gonna get myself back home?
Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay
How am I gonna get myself back home?
Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay

How am I gonna get myself back home?
Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay
How am I gonna get myself back home?
Ay-ay, ay-ay, ay-ay, I´m lost