William Wittman - Helluva Home lyrics

Their sidewalks, songs and their knuckles are cracked And they ring like an old broken bell They kick and they scream, they call it brotherly love And it seems like a living hell But the pavement connects, and the knuckles protect And the cracked songs help heal the wounds And they huddle together fight off the cold They kick scream and sing out of tune And wait for the flowers to bloom It's a helluva home It's a helluva home Where else would I go It's all I know It's a hell It's a helluva home Out here it's all earthquakes, plastic, and the hills are on fire Styrofoam, tan moms and drought I ain't seen a black girl in 28 days And I'm starting to have my doubts No rain's got me withering but at least I'm not shivering I can breathe here without all the gloom We got our feet in the sand, endless possible land Bathing in the sun and the moon With wildflowers always in bloom It's a helluva home It's a helluva home Where else would I go It's all I know It's a hell It's a helluva home It's a helluva home Where else would I go It's all I know It's a hell It's a helluva home I got used to waving goodbye I got tired of grinding in a giant city waiting to die It's a helluva home It's a helluva home Where else would I go It's all I know It's a hell It's a helluva home It's a helluva home Where else would I go It's all I know It's a hell It's a helluva home Helluva home You go east you go west you get tarnish and sheen The trick is to live with the two For now I'll sing here with less in a world in between As long as I'm singing with you I want to sing it with you