Johnny Come Home — текст песни (Fine Young Cannibals)

Nobody knows the trouble you feel

Nobody cares the feeling is real.

Johnny
we`re sorry
won`t you come on home?
We worry
won`t you come on?
What is wrong in my life that I must get drunk every night ?
Johnny
we`re sorry.

Use the phone
call your mum - she`s missing you badly

missing her so
Who do you know
where will you stay?
Big city life is not what they say.
Johnny
we`re sorry
won`t you come on home? . . .

You`d better go home
everything`s closed

Can`t find a room
money`s all blown.
Nowhere to sleep out in the cold
nothing to eat
nowhere to go.
Johnny
we`re sorry
won`t you come on home? . . .

Won`t you come on home ? We worry
won`t you come on home ?
Johnny
won`t you come on home? We worry -.