Okay, build it up
There's no place like home, there's no place like home
There's no place like home, there's no place like home
Let's go

Is there a heart in the house now?
Yea, stand up
Yea, I got a question
La la la la la la la

Good morning, so glad I got a home to record it
These houses people grew up in disrupted, they can't afford it
I hope you stay in the family for the son and for the daughter
They makin' you fork it over or forcing the foreclosure
When I'm torn I got a bunk but it's more like a coughin'
So the comfort of a home is important
Trust a lot more, would invest in the mortgage
If they can put it on rims drive to the club flossin'
This is the American dream
House, wife, kids and a dog, fight for em in the battle with force
Nobody win in this situation
Everything considered a loss
I grab a lemonade then sit on the porch

I'm writin' rhymes to the sounds of the birds chirping
Tellin' all stories in the first person
There's no place like home
There's no place like home

I'm writin' rhymes to the sounds of the birds chirping
Tellin' all stories in the first person
There's no place like home
There's no place like home

This is dedicated to places where fiends at
My crib, my lab, my pat and wherever I laid my hat
Cause it's on, it's a box, the returner will underpass
It could be a beach for as long as the summer lasts
Home is what you make it, the place where you find your stuff
When you go in the block is hot, that's the side of your mind and heart
The heart is the house of love then so we build it up
It used to feel kinda empty until we filled it up
This ain't the living room
It's where we shell as the biggest room
Your cousin's on the couch, let me sit with you
You kids playin' in the yard, they as big as you
With yo twin of course, catch em in the kitchen with the food
Feelin' good, this is so essential
Watchin' the game with my pops and talkin' the fundamentals
So I'm swingin' for the fences, not just tryna get on base
My homeruns bring me back to this home place

I'm writin' rhymes to the sounds of the birds chirping
Tellin' all stories in the first person
There's no place like home
There's no place like home

I'm writin' rhymes to the sounds of the birds chirping
Tellin' all stories in the first person
There's no place like home
There's no place like home

Is there a heart in the house now?
Yea, stand up
Stand up

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Writer(s): GEORGE ROGER WATERS