i now know no romantic situation
will won in success, nothing
can make me happy

no rose gardens for me
that's not self pity, no
that's the truth, yes that's the truth


nowhere is home to me
nowhere is home to me


i was born here of an irish family
but that in itself is not too good for me

because national identity won't fulfill me
i don't fit that kind of old pigeon-ery
oh no that is not me

that's just not me

nowhere is home to me

nowhere is home to me

i don't know oh, where i belong

i've been all over this great big world
i never thought there's a place where i could be
but, it's a lie, it's a filthy lie


nowhere is home to me
nowhere is home to me


no place in the country
there's no town or city

not a college ring for me
it doesn't have appeal for me
i gotta be what i believe i can't be

anybody else
i just gotta be myself
take your irish stereotype and shove it up your $$#

not what i want for me
i am a t bird that is she's not for me
and now i'm gonna be free

come on
everybody say


i want to be everything, i wanna be the man of my dreams
and i can't be a $#&@ing stereotype
but it's lonely being here and living this fight

but i won't give in
i will not cave in
until i become free

until i become free

ayay, ayay, ayay ah

i will become free
ayay, ayay, ayay ah
i will become free

yes, yes
ayay, ayay, ayay ah
i will become free