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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
ThunderPunch!
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacob Thomas Hatfield
Songwriter
Robert Angelo Esposito
Songwriter
Cody Hatfield
Songwriter
Lyrics
Come on
Come forward!
Tell me when it's over
Look at that, look at that, aw
I wanna go home, ah
I am Oz, the great and powerful
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
I never thought much of what to say
It usually comes out, I guess I'm to blame
Never really understood why anyone would care
I barely care, it seems a little unfair
I don't think there's much to meaning
I think the simple answer's one worth seeing
There's truly not anything more to the story
You're lost in a fog chasing glory
It's gotta be kind of weird for someone you've never met
To care about verbal diarrhea on a stupid trap beat
Sure, I guess that's what it all means
Wide as an ocean but deep as a puddle
There's nothing to see, no wizards or curtains
I'm certain there's something that they were thinking
I guess at this point you'd assign your own meaning
It's mostly just nonsense that happens to rhyme
The deeper we dig there's a lot less to find
I find myself in deep thought, lost in the shower
If it says too much to you, well then more to your power
Rippin' the bong, cracking our jokes
Yes, it's all stupid, no shit, we know
I think that's on you, to think there's a point
I've always been me, just enjoyin' my joint
It's gotta be kind of weird for someone you've never met
To care about verbal diarrhea on a stupid trap beat
There's so much more to see
Wide as an ocean but deep as a puddle
There's nothing to see, no wizards or curtains
I'm certain there's something that they were thinking
I guess at this point you'd assign your own meaning
Dorothy, click your heels, go back to Kansas
The Wicked Witch is here, you're a bit out of practice
Tornadoes are coming and the house is gone
So, dance in the rain to your favorite song
I think at this point we're at the end
Better to go off riding off as friends
See you later, or maybe not
Who's to say?
We'll see when it comes
Off in the sunset, one, two, three, four, five
We've had the best of times
Some stupid, silly, happy rhymes
You're traveling in disguise?
No, that's not right, I, uh
You're, uh, you're going on a visit?
No, I'm wrong, let's see what we
You're, uh, you're running away?
How did you guess?
Haha, Professor Marvel never guesses, he knows
Now, why are you running away?
No, no, now don't tell me, uh
They, uh, they don't understand you at home
They don't appreciate you
Wide as an ocean but deep as a puddle
There's nothing to see, no wizards or curtains
I'm certain there's something that they were thinking
I guess at this point you'd assign your own meaning
Dorothy, click your heels, go back to Kansas
The Wicked Witch is here, you're a bit out of practice
Tornadoes are coming and the house is gone
So, dance in the rain to your favorite song
How about a little fire, Scarecrow?
Ah, ah, help, I'm burning!
I'm burning!
Don't throw that water!
Ah, you cursed brat
Look what you've done!
I'm melting!
Melting!
Oh, what a world, no, I'm going
What have you learned, Dorothy?
Well, I think that it
That it wasn't enough just to want to see
Uncle Harry and Auntie Em
And it's that if I ever go looking for my heart's desire again
I won't look any further than my own backyard
Because if it isn't there
I never really lost it to begin with
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
There's no place like home (Tornadoes are coming)
Wake up (And the house is gone)
There's no place like home (So dance in the rain)
There's no place like home (To your favorite song)
There's no place like home
Dorothy, dorothy, dear
It's Aunt Em, darling
Oh, Auntie Em, it's you!
Picture this, big dick
Chub this with your lips
No shit, trap bitch
Trap bitch, trap bitch
Trap bitch, trap bitch
Trap bitc-
Written by: Cody Hatfield, Jacob Thomas Hatfield, Robert Angelo Esposito