Railroad Jerk - Home = Hang

Well, at the Grand Union at the end of the world
Checking out the checkout girl
Her hair tied up in a blue-green apron
I'm standing by the frozen chicken

Well, hats off to life, it's a curveball
You might think it's your downfall
When one day you had a hit record
Now you're lying face-down in the gutter

Well, you might stand around and be in a gang
But home is anywhere you hang
I said home is anywhere you hang, yeah

Well, yes, your picture sits upon my fireplace
I sit here now and I look at your face
Well, I push forward, I try to erase
I'm stuck on rewind, girl, and I can't fix it, and
Oh no, oh no
No one is home, no one is waiting
But the sun is on the rise and the dump trucks are loading

I was lost in space, the phone never rang
But home is anywhere you hang
I said home is anywhere you hang
You know, home, c'mon, is anywhere you hang
I said home is anywhere you hang
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I said a home is anywhere you hang
Home, home is anywhere you hang
Yeah, yeah, home is anywhere you hang-ang-ang
Home, home is anywhere you hang
Is anywhere you hang
Is anywhere you hang