NOFX - Three Against Me (Home Street Home) lyrics
[NOFX - Three Against Me Home Street Home lyrics]
Bloody nose, like people stub toes
Got a fat lip every other week
Learned to breath through the wrong
End of a sleeping bag
Learned to read the Bible
Superglued to my hand
It's not called abuse
It's called sibling rivalry
And it's always three against me
Three against me
No one calls it hate when it's your brothers
It's called tough love and
Accepted by the neighbors
It's not called a hate crime
It's just what my brothers did
To pass the time
One hundred fist salute saturday morning
A steel toe to the shin saturday night
Mustard up the nose while i was sleeping
Wake up with tobasco in my eye
It's not called abuse
It's called sibling rivalry
And it's always three against me
Three against me
No one calls it hate when it's your brothers
Closed door and a blind eye by my parents
It's not called a hate crime
It's just what my brothers did to kill
When i found a train ticket on the bed
Next to a note that read
If i had any respect
I wouldn't think about visiting
Writing or calling
In fact any communication would be
Deleted or hung up all letters would be torn
Who would correspond with someone
Who was never born?
Got a fat lip every other week
Learned to breath through the wrong
End of a sleeping bag
Learned to read the Bible
Superglued to my hand
It's not called abuse
It's called sibling rivalry
And it's always three against me
Three against me
No one calls it hate when it's your brothers
It's called tough love and
Accepted by the neighbors
It's not called a hate crime
It's just what my brothers did
To pass the time
One hundred fist salute saturday morning
A steel toe to the shin saturday night
Mustard up the nose while i was sleeping
Wake up with tobasco in my eye
It's not called abuse
It's called sibling rivalry
And it's always three against me
Three against me
No one calls it hate when it's your brothers
Closed door and a blind eye by my parents
It's not called a hate crime
It's just what my brothers did to kill
When i found a train ticket on the bed
Next to a note that read
If i had any respect
I wouldn't think about visiting
Writing or calling
In fact any communication would be
Deleted or hung up all letters would be torn
Who would correspond with someone
Who was never born?