| Welcome to my broken car | |
| It don't move fast but it goes so far | |
| Though you might bang your head or scrape your toes | |
| Fred Flintstone with my feet on through the holes | |
| But don't you worry now, don't you worry | |
| Cause it will get you there | |
| Where you need to go | |
| Where you need to go | |
| Where you need to go | |
| Over the hillsides and the valleys, far and wide | |
| Where the sun goes and the sky it shines | |
| Oh-oh, fire gon' rage tonight | |
| Welcome to my broken home | |
| It's not so fancy, made from sticks and stones | |
| It's often empty | |
| I hope you like to be alone | |
| You can stare out the window | |
| Until you find your zone | |
| Take cover from the bombs and the bullets | |
| Take time to heal your wounds | |
| Forget what they told you now, just listen on to the tunes | |
| Listening to the tune | |
| Welcome to my broken house | |
| You don't have to tiptoe here | |
| You can put ya feet down | |
| Feel the floor beneath you, feel the ground | |
| Don't worry bout the future | |
| You're here right now | |
| Unpack your bags and relax for a while | |
| Rest your weary eyes | |
| I know you've been tired | |
| Where do you need to go? | |
| Where you got to be? | |
| Where do you need to go? | |
| I'm your taxi | |
| Don't you worry | |
| Don't you worry now | |
| Don't you worry now | |
| Fire gon' rage tonight | |
| Welcome to my broken heart | |
| I know it's hard sometimes you fall apart | |
| Welcome to my broken song | |
| Don't worry now baby | |
| You ain't done nothing wrong | |
| Welcome to my broken heart | |
| I know it's hard sometimes to fall apart | |
| Welcome to my broken song | |
| Don't worry now baby | |
| You ain't done nothing wrong | |
| Where you need to go | |
| Where you need to go | |
| Where you need to go |