Woke up feeling half dead in a Hello Kitty bed
In Youngstown, Ohio
Watched a mini van explode
Jimmie saw a U.F.O.
I'm not proud of what I've done
You wouldn't know me if you saw me mama
And I'm never going home
Never going home again
Bank account's bleeding while we are sleeping
In another murder motel
Landed on the blacklist of a couple journalists
I've met much better people in jail
I'm not proud of what I've done
You wouldn't know me if you saw me mama
And I'm never going home
Never going home again
Eyes like an Egyptian tomb
Illegal things in hotel rooms
With TV stars that saw better days
Cherished every moment
Saw a priest for my atonement
Went right back out and did it again
Fell into a sinkhole
While it was raining toads
Still I never slowed my roll
I left the money
Kept creative control
For the sake of rock n' roll
I'm not proud of what I've done
Someday I hope you can forgive me mama
And I'm never going home
Never going home again
