Wrong House Songtext

Lukas Nelson & Promise of the Real

von Sticks And Stones

Wrong House Songtext
Someone dosed me long ago
Saw my future, do-si-do
Sang with colors far and wide
Drank the clear blue evening tide

I'm so happy, just got home
Smell your cookin' on the stove
I'm so glad I made it back
Wait a second, who is that?
Wrong house, wrong home
May I kindly use the phone?

I did mushrooms late one morn'
Afternoon I was reborn
Ol' placenta 'round my brain
Tired but I can't complain

I'm so happy, just got home
Smell your cookin' on the stove
I'm so glad I made it back
Wait a second, who is that?

Wrong house, wrong home
May I kindly use the phone?

I worked so damn hard to make it here
Now I'm gonna crack a nice big ice cold beer

Simple weekend on the town
Woke up naked on the ground
No idea how I got here
Memory is still unclear

I'm so happy, just got home
Smell your cookin' on the stove
I'm so glad I made it back
Wait a second, who is that?

Wrong house, wrong home
May I kindly use the phone?

I'm so happy, just got home
Smell your cookin' on the stove
I'm so glad I made it back
Wait a second, who is that?

Wrong house, wrong home
May I kindly use the phone?
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