Track Title:               Homecoming Parade
Album Title:               Daisy
Prime Artist:              Dog's Eye View

Producer:                  Matt Wallace
Written by:                Peter (F.) Stuart


Mixed by:                  Tom Lord Alge
Lyrics:
Halos and helicopters
everything is over my head.
Thought they were coming to save me, but they just left me here for
dead.
I hopped in an ambulance
caught a ride back to my old hometown.
Got out at four corners,
and watched the crowd gather 'round.
For the homecoming parade
where they called me a hero and asked me why i've changed
At the homecoming parade
they're killing off their favorite sons.
Angels and astronauts
everyone is looking down at me.
I thought they were coming to help
but they're just falling out of the sky.
There's a laugh track, but no one's smiling.
Everyone is keeping their head down.
No one wants to make a scene in this small minded town
where all the mothers drink 'til they drown.
At the homecoming parade
where they call you a hero and then spike the lemonade.
At the homecoming parade--
they're killing off their favorite sons
and all their daughters are on the run
Heretics and hometown heroes
we all get treated the same.
They line us up to praise us
'til they turn the tv cameras off.
Then they line us up and interview us,
then they line us up and accuse us,
then they line us up and shoot us.
At the homecoming parade
where they call you a hero as they tie you to the stake.
At the homecoming parade
they're killing off their favorite sons,
they've got all their daughters on the run.
They've been killing off their favorite sons for years
all their daughters are picking up their guns and getting out of here.
WHAT DO YOU DO?
Peter F. Stuart--dog's eye music/ EMI Virgin Songs
Sad lonely boy,
caught between perfection and directions to the next big thing.
It gets so hard sometimes --
stuck between what you have and what you think you need.
What do you do?
When the world swallows you up and spits you out
Always outside,
climb up every fence just trying to make a little sense of the world--
and the way it spins--
of the world and the way it always seems to win.
What do you do? When the world just swallows you up and spits you out
What do you do when you don't know who you are,
what do you do?
You are not the captain of this ship,
you are just a passenger
you've spent so many years just floating around,
it's time to learn what you can live with and what you can't live
without.
What do you do?
when the world swallows you up and spits you out
what do you do when you don't know what you know,
what do you do, what do you do?
Sad lonely boy
Sad lonely boy