Daisies in the chain   Woven in your hair that falls into a braid   Woven' round the statue's toes in the gardens you made      Bells that sing and chime   Little crystal bells that toll all through the night   Never once did angels break away from your side      Won't you hurry home? Won't you hurry home?   Hurry down that long 8 Mile Road   Won't you hurry home? Now, your seeds are sown   Hurry down that long 8 Mile Road      Poppies red and gold   Growin' wild as weeds beside Yellow Brick Road   Growin' in the ditch where I sailed a milk carton boat      But how can you deny   When the spirit wraps in broad daylight?   And it looks you right between the eyes      Won't you hurry home? Won't you hurry home?   Hurry down that long 8 Mile Road   Won't you hurry home? Now, your leaves are strewn   Hurry down that long 8 Mile Road      And all those talkin' skulls   Mama, they don't scare me much, not anymore   Think I finally got my head around the door      Won't you hurry home? Won't you hurry home?   Hurry down that long 8 Mile Road   Won't you hurry home while the breeze is blowin'?   Hurry down that long 8 Mile Road      Won't you hurry home? Now, won't you hurry home?   Hurry down that long 8 Mile Road, hurry home   Down that 8 Mile Road, hurry home, hurry home   Down that 8 Mile Road, hurry home, hurry home