Home Sweet Home

What am I gonna, wanna keep on my shelf forever

What is gonna be something I'm wanna gonna keep if look at it in 20 years, a whole 20 years

You know and what gonna be permanent

I was designed to spin you the finest tracks

I'm thin, my skin is a shiny black

Yeah, I am wax

I hibernate in my crate and I relax

Waiting for the perfect life

For my band to sell me as merchandise

40 fans wait for me in line

I ain't even been heard, but I've already been signed

Off I go, I'm so, so lucky

I've found me a home and my owner loves me

I spin ten times a day

He grins and sings while I play

But one night, my owner throws a party

Gets stoned and I'm stolen by somebody

Please, help! I'm all by myself

Covered in dust on a stranger's shelf, damn!

Why they take me away from my home sweet home?

Please, I wanna go back

Why they take me away from my home sweet home?

Please, I wanna go back

20 years have passed since I've been strayed

I've hollered, I've cussed, I've begged and I've prayed

My cover's colours are beginning to fade

I'm smothered in dust, 'cause I never get played

One day, I'm stuffed in a box

With busted up kicks and ugly clocks

Exposed at the market for the customers' flux

And I'm sold to a chump for a couple of bucks

Taken home to be frantically handled

His hand pulls me back, I'm scratched and dismantled

My new owner hacks up my tracks like a vandal

My piano notes get extracted as samples

He uses and abuses me, glues me to a beat

Spews a few goove's with me, two or three

When I thought we were just getting started

He takes me back to the market

I can't wait to return to my home sweet home

'Cause I've traveled a lot

I can't wait to return to my home sweet home

'Cause I've traveled a lot

Once again, I'm out in the cold

Exposed on the market, waiting to be sold

Far from home, feeling abandoned

A random man grabs me and I'm examined

He buys me whilst rubbing his palms

And calmly wanders off with me under his arm

I must've gained value by today

'Cause he put me up on eBay right away

When will this shit stop, I'm pissed off

Quickly bought again and then getting shipped off

But this time to a known place

I'm opened and see my owner's face

He sees the autographs, sheds a tear

We've both got old, it's been over 20 years

He gives me a spin, sings to my tracks

Damn, it feels good to be back home

I'm so glad I returned to my home sweet home

Back to where I belong

I'm so glad I return to my home sweet home

Back to where I belong

(And the loop spins 'round)

I'm so glad I return to my home sweet home

Back to where I belong

I'm so glad I return to my home sweet home

Back to where I belong

And the loop spins round

Round, the loop spins

And the loop spins round

Round, the loop spins round

And the loop spins round

Round, the loop spins round

And the loop spins round

Round, the loop spins round