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welcome them back home
And when it's in a bodybag
It’s honour carved upon their stone

We all root for the heroes
For the lives that they gave
So much that

Welcome to the Late Night Tales story, and extract from Finnegans Wake, written by James Joyce and read by me, Neil Taylor.

My God, alas, that dear

with them to Angoris VII
Where fear reigns every fibre of one's being
The blackened sun, the all-consuming cold
Welcome home 
The raining ashes
The empty

these streets wont replace that shit
Reporting, live from the jungle
Where lions will rumble
And young niggas risk they lives for the hustle
This the home

I think I might be bi-polar
Somewhere between night and solar
Life directed by Christopher Nolan
I'm an Interstellar Dark Knight
About to fall apart

to live our daily lives, sometimes harsh, but sometimes nice, we do

I ate some pie while getting dressed without a tray, it made a mess, but
Luckily there

noticed
You can't save me from the storm when the cyclone hits
Oh no, I'm going psycho, sitting at home
Here in my zone all on my own, hearing my song
Play

at home
But I'm a still get to sweat out that back
Shorty got me relaxed
She say here you go
I ran your bath
Counting up the m's
Got that new eye contact

off
Gift given by God, so we showing off
Buzzing like a gnat, no Romanoff
Get to know us 'fore we blow like Molotov
Bang bang, gang gang, REJX, this

though lacking height
I welcome the warmth of sunlight
Leaves fall, but they
Will be replaced in time
Branches fall, branches sway
But the roots will be

Forget the Demon Dionysus as I stumbled off the field
Missing scenes in lives of fighting, might've stumbled, dropped the shield
Never healed the hiding,

Oh fuck uhh
We have some breaking news uhh
Reporting live from Silverstone and Martin Grove
We have a disturbance uhh
Not a killing
Not a not

And than the cobra clutch
Underground king but no telling where I roam
Lord of the sewers bitch
I'm already home so
Welcome to the terror dome
Brick city

the hemlock
Hard the heart, weak the will
A pierce for those who live by steel
A toast for those who taste the gall
Grasshoppers and honeycombs
Worms digest

Welcome to this generation of HD TV
Where dudes are disrespectful and girls are too easy
We care more about the way we look than how we're acting

up by British mines
We're selling weapons to anybody 
who agrees to pay the loan
Then they act all heartbroken 
when the body-bags come home

It's big

Welcome to my battles with anxiety
Some battles that get bigger now
Battles that i live with
And some battles i can't live without
Battles that are

wait to yell welcome home Remy
Throwing platinum just to match
The chrome semi
Hustlers know many, magic sold pennies
Jersey pen strike, word he been

lies by my sight

Welcome to the blind side
I can see nothing beyond your eyes

Stranger like a fast wheel
Just a kiss and keep your lips sealed

Lady

praying for someone to turn out the lights
Face it that's all folks goodnight

chorus

cool calm collected is there something I missed?
welcome home well

the Lord
And fall in line
I would never do you or think this by myself
But I'm here for my health
My temple
We can't time our lives around a nickels

regret their sin
We were all fooled by Krampus' grin

Though I hold no grudges
These elves need no judging
My home is the Northlands, fighting corruption

Always down for anything you are tryin' to do
Talk about subjects that interest you
If you had a long day go ahead and vent
Yes, I live at home, but don't

Or villa by the sea
But the way that I been rapping
They'll mail the deed
And be dropping off the keys
And my welcome pad says
Just visiting
But come