Here comes Mr. Misery    He's tearing out his hair again    He's crying over her again    He's standing in the super-market shouting at the customers    Here comes Mr. Misery    He'll never be any good with a mouth full of gold and blood    He's contemplating murder again    He must be in love       But you know she doesn't want you    But you can't seem to get it in your head    Oh and you can't sleep at night    And she haunts you when you go to bed    When you're tired of talking and you can't drink it down    So you hang around and drown instead    Home isn't where it used to be    Home is anywhere you hang your head       You hang your head    Home is anywhere    You hang your head    Home is anywhere    You hang your head    Home is anywhere you hang your head       Here comes Mr. Misery    Looking for a place for his mouth to shoot    Saying "You'd look cute in your birthday suit"    You tore him out and screwed him up    Like a bad page in a naughty picture book       They day ended as it began    As he was seconds older than the man he was this morning    And the world has wiped it's mouth since then    Or maybe it was yawning       But you know she doesn't want you    But you can't seem to get it in your head    Oh and you can't sleep at night    And she haunts you when you go to bed    When you're tired of talking and you can't drink it down    So you hang around and drown instead    Home isn't where it used to be    Home is anywhere you hang your head