It's too cold in Sweden
It's too cold in Kent
It's too cold in Philly
It's too cold wherever,
wherever I settle
I am yearning for my home
Sweet home in the Niger Delta
Uguma city, where mommy water
Dents up and down the walls Old time religion and ancestral worship
The Calabari people,
my people Africans like I and I
The sun shines in Jamaica But I prefer the sun over Africa
And London is too crowded Police, they target me
I need to return to the place of my entrance Into this dimension
They call life another glitch in the system
Home is home and wherever I go
I miss the cool
breeze And sunshine of mother Africa
Home is home
And it will
always be so, so, so
Excuse for leaving you In this concrete monstrosity
That has no soul,
that has no connection The spiritual world I yearn for
In my hometown,
hometown We are for such a fleeting time and space
We are born alive and we die And no one remembers us after a while
But it is my culture to believe In the land of the ancestors
Who were here before us Guiding and protecting us
So take your
cold Take your attitude and the hatred
I am leaving tonight For the garden of Eden
Home is home
So leave me alone
I'm going home
I'm going home
So leave me alone I'm going home
I'm going home