We're four weeks from home
Still rolling down the road
The next city, I'm told
The front rows are lined with gold
Bad sleeping, no pain
We do it either way
Front loading back stage
Fifteen until we play
Last night still rings in my brain
(And I just keep clinging to it)
We got to bring it again
(And we just keep singing 'cause)
The middle of nowhere is calling me home
Give a little squeeze and you gotta let go
Running outta money, keep on rolling on stoned
Yeah, the middle of nowhere keeps calling me home
Keeps calling me, keeps calling me home
Been raining all night
Can't wait to see delight
Acquaintance of mine
Can't wait to see the line
This old block, been down
Them folks keep turning out
They repent this town
Last time through, we burned it down
Last night still rings in my brain
(And I just keep clinging to it)
We got to bring it again
(And we just keep singing 'cause)
The middle of nowhere is calling me home
You gotta let me go, you gotta let me go
Give a little squeeze and you gotta let go
You gotta let me go, you gotta let me go
Running outta money, keep on rolling on stoned
We gotta rock and roll, we gotta rock and roll
Yeah, the middle of nowhere keeps calling me home
It keeps calling me, keeps calling me home
Last night still rings in my brain
(And I just keep clinging to it)
We got to bring it again
(And we just keep singing 'cause)
The middle of nowhere is calling me home
You gotta let me go, you gotta let me go
Give a little squeeze and you gotta let go
You gotta let me go, you gotta let me go
Running outta money, keep on rolling on stoned
We gotta rock and roll, we gotta rock and roll
Yeah, the middle of nowhere keeps calling me home
It keeps calling me, it keeps calling me home
It keeps calling me home
Keeps calling me home
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