Fugazi - Runaway Return lyrics

Out of the ashtray into the ashtray
Out of the ashtray 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
Here'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
Nobody seems surprised the runaway returns

Home, son doing
Gone

Welcome home, misplaced son
Guess what we we're doing
While you were gone
Cocktail party's in gear
We're 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
To your young idea

There's nothing waiting
There's nothing imminent
Seems like you've been misused
The runaway returns

Home, son doing
Gone

Welcome home, misplaced son
Guess just what we we're doing
While you were gone party's in gear
We're just so glad that you're here
Why don't you sit down?

Welcome back

Out of the ashtray into the ashtray
Out of the ashtray out of the ashtray
Into the ashtray out of the ashtray