Songtexte: Get Cape Wear Cape Fly. The Chronicles Of A Bohemian Teenager. Glass Houses.

You say "go find yourself a new home."
But isn't it a bit infantile to consider yourself the judge,
of soneone's rights to start a better life?
Today you say: "go find yourself a new home"
But tommorow when you find yourself away,
I ask you to stop and think about your prejudice becuse you forgot about something:
You're not even 'native' and yet you've found your way home.
it's ironic that people that cast the stones are always the first to moan
when the stones are thrown at them