Baby, We're Refugees!

Well the red light fades and the Sun won't shine
 Try to chase those ghosts from those ghosts, from this heart of mine .
 And the red town lady said she'd save me cry
 Take me down where the people carry roses,
 Take me down where the street signs know me inside out
 Well the cheap red wine is the kind I love the best,
 Makes the days pass by and a magical mess
 And the red town lady, makes my soul confess
 Take me down with your money and your roses
 Take me down where the night comes crashing through the window
 Cowboy, take a back seat and make them enjoy
 The sound, this hopeless mess
 Spend their money, watch them undress their soul,
 And a furious fire, round the drink and smoke out of line
 And leave, in a jealous hurricane
 They won't forget your name
 You wanna carry me home?
 Carry me home, carry me home
 Won't somebody chase this pain from my door?
 Carry me home, carry me home, carry me
 Won't somebody chase this pain from my window?
 Carry me home, carry me home, carry me
 Won't somebody chase this pain from my door?
 Carry me home, carry me home, carry me
 Won't somebody chase this pain from my window?
 Carry me home, carry me home, carry me
 Won't somebody take this pain from my door?