You love yourself yeah the whole world knows
but you better think this through
Cause the problem is you’re so full of it
I know the likes of you
I got news for you − you don’t wanna hear
The world don’t na−na−need you dear
Need you dear − no‚ no
GO HOME
You hate our guts well there’s no love lost
Lemmepoint you to the door
You’re not the first won’t be the last
I’ve seen this all before
You refuse to see you don’t understand
Grow some spine show your hand
Time to show your hand
GO HOME MOMMA’S BOY!
Run to your mother leave me alone
GO HOME MOMMA’S BOY!
Run to your mother
Lemme tell you something you won’t understand
Lemme tell you if you can’t step it up just
GO HOME MOMMA’S BOY!
Run to your mother leave me alone
GO HOME