Saviour in the country, learned a few trades Now the angel's asking, "Am I already dead? My senses become numb, my nerves are shot I spread my wings upon an empty parking lot" Saviour never talks now, he never smiles He wanders 'round for miles and miles Saviour in the country Packs his bag and his gun and his toothbrush Burns the fields and the barn and the house down Then runs on straight to the city gates Now the neons crawl across his brain And the city grabs his hand To throw him down under the pouring rain To starve upon the pavement sands Oh, someone please take him back home He can't stand it anymore For his soul is on fire And his heart is a hole He wants to go back home Home Home Home You can never go home again But you've grown a better man You can never go home again But you've grown a better man You can never go home again Never, never, never, never Never, never go home again