Left all my footsteps in Paris
Left all my money in Rome
Left all my thoughts back in London
God I don’t want to go home

Left all my clothing in Scotland
Scotland was never so warm
Left all that scotch in my belly
God I don’t want to go home

Went to Madrid to quit drinking
Turns out I shouldn’t have come
Everyone knows I’ve been – what – 
God do I have to go home

Made up a brother in Denmark
Left all my passports in Nome
Didn’t need passports in Denmark
God I don’t want to go home

Took the last train out to Rio
Took the last train out to Rome
Still haven’t found my last bus pass
Maybe I’ll never go home

Left half my life back in Brussels
Belgium was left all alone
Wish I could go back to somewhere
God I don’t want to go home