[00:00.00] 作词 : Wright III, Frank Edwin / Pritchard, Mike Ryan / Armstrong, Billie Joe
[00:00.99] 作曲 : Wright III, Frank Edwin / Pritchard, Mike Ryan / Armstrong, Billie Joe
[00:01.98]Staring out of my window
[00:05.61]Watching the cars go rolling by
[00:09.14]My friends are gone
[00:10.78]I've got nothing to do
[00:17.28]So I sit here patiently
[00:20.82]Watching the clock tick so slowly
[00:24.14]Gotta get away
[00:26.4]Or my brains will explode
[00:31.26]Give me something to do to kill some time
[00:38.99]Take me to that place that I call home
[00:46.82]Take away the strains of being lonely
[00:54.55]Take me to the tracks at Christie Road
[01:03.97]See the hills from afar
[01:07.45]Standing on my beat up car
[01:11.3]The sun went down and the night fills the sky
[01:19.17]Now I feel like me once again
[01:22.60]As the train comes rolling in
[01:26.8]Smoked my boredom gone
[01:27.82]Slapped my brains up so high
[01:33.14]Give me something to do to kill some time
[01:40.97]Take me to that place that I call home
[01:48.70]Take away the strains of being lonely
[01:56.32]Take me to the tracks at Christie Road
[02:27.56]Mother stay out of my way
[02:30.99]Of that place we go
[02:34.82]We'll always seem to find our way to Christie Road
[02:42.16]Mother stay out of my way
[02:45.64]Of that place we go
[02:49.48]We'll always seem to find our way to Christie Road
[02:56.23]If there's one thing that I need
[02:59.92]That makes me feel complete
[03:03.40]So I go to Christie Road
[03:06.93]It's home.
[03:11.28]It’s home…
[03:18.70]It’s home…
[03:22.23]It’s home…
[03:25.82]It’s home…

作词 : Wright III, Frank Edwin / Pritchard, Mike Ryan / Armstrong, Billie Joe
作曲 : Wright III, Frank Edwin / Pritchard, Mike Ryan / Armstrong, Billie Joe
Staring out of my window
Watching the cars go rolling by
My friends are gone
I've got nothing to do
So I sit here patiently
Watching the clock tick so slowly
Gotta get away
Or my brains will explode
Give me something to do to kill some time
Take me to that place that I call home
Take away the strains of being lonely
Take me to the tracks at Christie Road
See the hills from afar
Standing on my beat up car
The sun went down and the night fills the sky
Now I feel like me once again
As the train comes rolling in
Smoked my boredom gone
Slapped my brains up so high
Give me something to do to kill some time
Take me to that place that I call home
Take away the strains of being lonely
Take me to the tracks at Christie Road
Mother stay out of my way
Of that place we go
We'll always seem to find our way to Christie Road
Mother stay out of my way
Of that place we go
We'll always seem to find our way to Christie Road
If there's one thing that I need
That makes me feel complete
So I go to Christie Road
It's home.
It’s home…
It’s home…
It’s home…
It’s home…