East west Over the ocean Perpetual motion Travelling around No rest Singing and playing Night out and day in Doing the rounds What a great life this must seem ! Swelled joints Everything cla**y Nothing is tacky Only the best Lush girls Older and dying Sighing and crying "this is success !" What a great life this must seem ! But when i hear your voice Singing out The bells of home Are ringing out And i feel all alone (and i think of my home) Cold times A wind through the houses The bleakness arouses A longing to leave Time flew I wanted to see you Somehow i could not do Because of success What a strange life this can be ! But when i hear your voice Singing out The bells of home Are ringing out And i feel all alone (and i think of my home)