In the early 80's when I washed up on the shore,
I could breathe a little more than I would realise
You can call me crazy, you can call me what you will
You could take the bitter pill if it helps you sleep at night

It's a long, long way my crooked friend
Such a long, long way back home
So close, yet we've come so far
So close, still we've got so far

I can safely say we feel as safe as we like,
Lest we forget those who died, I never will
Such a perfect island, tucked away in the sea
The real land of the free - do you hear me?

It's a long way home my crooked friend
But I do appreciate the time we spend
It's a long, long way back home
Such a long, long way back home
So close, yet we've come so far
So close, still we've got so far

A long way home