| Song | Nowhere Is Home |
| Artist | Dexys |
| Album | One Day I'm Going to Soar |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I now know no romantic situation | |
| Will won in success, nothing | |
| Can make me happy | |
| No rose gardens for me | |
| That’s not self pity, no | |
| That’s the truth, yes that’s the truth | |
| Nowhere is home to me | |
| Nowhere is home to me | |
| I was born here of an | |
| Irish family | |
| But that in itself is not too good for me | |
| Because national identity won’t fulfill me | |
| I don’t fit that kind of all the pagin | |
| I read Oh no that is not me | |
| That’s just not me | |
| Nowhere is home to me | |
| Nowhere is home to me | |
| I don’t know oh, where | |
| I belong I’ve been all over this great big hell | |
| I never thought there’s a place where | |
| I could be | |
| But, it’s a lie, it’s a filthy lie | |
| Nowhere is home to me | |
| Nowhere is home to me | |
| No place in the country | |
| There’s no kind of city | |
| Not a college ring for me | |
| It doesn’t have appeal for me | |
| I gotta be what | |
| I believe | |
| I can’t be | |
| Anybody else’ | |
| I just gotta be myself | |
| Take your | |
| Irish stereotype and shove it up your ass | |
| Not what I want for me | |
| I am a T bird that is she’s not for me | |
| And now I’m gonna be free | |
| Come on Everybody say | |
| I want to be everything, | |
| I wanna be the man of my dreams | |
| And I can’t be a ******* stereotype | |
| But it’s lonely being here and living this fight | |
| But I won’t give in | |
| I will not cave in | |
| Until I become free | |
| Until I become free | |
| Ayay, ayay, ayay ah | |
| I will become free | |
| Ayay, ayay, ayay ah | |
| I will become free | |
| Yes, yes Ayay, ayay, ayay ah | |
| I will become free |
| I now know no romantic situation | |
| Will won in success, nothing | |
| Can make me happy | |
| No rose gardens for me | |
| That' s not self pity, no | |
| That' s the truth, yes that' s the truth | |
| Nowhere is home to me | |
| Nowhere is home to me | |
| I was born here of an | |
| Irish family | |
| But that in itself is not too good for me | |
| Because national identity won' t fulfill me | |
| I don' t fit that kind of all the pagin | |
| I read Oh no that is not me | |
| That' s just not me | |
| Nowhere is home to me | |
| Nowhere is home to me | |
| I don' t know oh, where | |
| I belong I' ve been all over this great big hell | |
| I never thought there' s a place where | |
| I could be | |
| But, it' s a lie, it' s a filthy lie | |
| Nowhere is home to me | |
| Nowhere is home to me | |
| No place in the country | |
| There' s no kind of city | |
| Not a college ring for me | |
| It doesn' t have appeal for me | |
| I gotta be what | |
| I believe | |
| I can' t be | |
| Anybody else' | |
| I just gotta be myself | |
| Take your | |
| Irish stereotype and shove it up your ass | |
| Not what I want for me | |
| I am a T bird that is she' s not for me | |
| And now I' m gonna be free | |
| Come on Everybody say | |
| I want to be everything, | |
| I wanna be the man of my dreams | |
| And I can' t be a stereotype | |
| But it' s lonely being here and living this fight | |
| But I won' t give in | |
| I will not cave in | |
| Until I become free | |
| Until I become free | |
| Ayay, ayay, ayay ah | |
| I will become free | |
| Ayay, ayay, ayay ah | |
| I will become free | |
| Yes, yes Ayay, ayay, ayay ah | |
| I will become free |
| I now know no romantic situation | |
| Will won in success, nothing | |
| Can make me happy | |
| No rose gardens for me | |
| That' s not self pity, no | |
| That' s the truth, yes that' s the truth | |
| Nowhere is home to me | |
| Nowhere is home to me | |
| I was born here of an | |
| Irish family | |
| But that in itself is not too good for me | |
| Because national identity won' t fulfill me | |
| I don' t fit that kind of all the pagin | |
| I read Oh no that is not me | |
| That' s just not me | |
| Nowhere is home to me | |
| Nowhere is home to me | |
| I don' t know oh, where | |
| I belong I' ve been all over this great big hell | |
| I never thought there' s a place where | |
| I could be | |
| But, it' s a lie, it' s a filthy lie | |
| Nowhere is home to me | |
| Nowhere is home to me | |
| No place in the country | |
| There' s no kind of city | |
| Not a college ring for me | |
| It doesn' t have appeal for me | |
| I gotta be what | |
| I believe | |
| I can' t be | |
| Anybody else' | |
| I just gotta be myself | |
| Take your | |
| Irish stereotype and shove it up your ass | |
| Not what I want for me | |
| I am a T bird that is she' s not for me | |
| And now I' m gonna be free | |
| Come on Everybody say | |
| I want to be everything, | |
| I wanna be the man of my dreams | |
| And I can' t be a stereotype | |
| But it' s lonely being here and living this fight | |
| But I won' t give in | |
| I will not cave in | |
| Until I become free | |
| Until I become free | |
| Ayay, ayay, ayay ah | |
| I will become free | |
| Ayay, ayay, ayay ah | |
| I will become free | |
| Yes, yes Ayay, ayay, ayay ah | |
| I will become free |