Žodžiai dainai: Franklin Delano. Come Home. Scalise.

Flashing lights and high pitched beeps
Another sleepless night
Feeling like playing guitar
At five thirty a.m.

That chocolate bar
Tastes like my childhood
Just because of jet lag
That's not uncommon to me

It sums up my desires
Of love, bliss and lust
Giuseppe Scalise is just waiting for me