Runaway Return lyrics

Song information

Artist: Fugazi
Album: Steady Diet Of Nothing

Lyrics

Out of the ashtray, into the ashtray
Out of the ashtray. there's nothing living
There's nothing given
Weekender's vision turns to working shoes
There's nothing living, there's nothing given
Weekender gives in, puts on his working suit
There's nothing waiting, there's nothing imminent
Nothing forgiven for the young idea
There's nothing waiting, there's nothing imminent
And nobody seems surprised
The runaway returns
Welcome home son
Guess what we we're doing while you were gone?
Cocktail party's in gear and we were so glad that you're here
Why don't you sit down?
Out of the ashtray, into the ashtray
Out of the ashtray, into the family car
Out of the ashtray, into the ashtray
Out of the ashtray, into the family's arms
There's nothing waiting, there's nothing imminent
Nothing forgiven for the young idea
There's nothing waiting, there's nothing imminent
And nobody seems surprised
The runaway returns
Welcome back