Your hometown looks the same
Its pissin down with rain
And every night its cold enough to freeze my balls off
Down to roost, I go, get on a plane
Im off to tenerife again,
Who gives a fuck, for green green grass back home...

Yes they'll all come to see me,
Wave goodbye, smiling sweetly, yeah
Who gives a fuck for green green grass back home...

Your house is still standing,
With my mortgage in arrears
And they've clamped my car, and re-possessed the tele..
Down the road I see, a man in grey
The bastards from the CSA
Who gives a fuck for green green grass at home

Then i awake, and look around me,
Are these green walls, that surround me?
Then i realise, Hey! im in Vegas, or In titville!
Cos theirs the bars, and theres the monotone,
Im singing here, I think im stoned..
I must have smoked some green green grass back home

Yes they'll all come to see me..
Share a spliff.. that I rolled so neatly,
Again, we'll smoke some green green grass at home....

*Somebody pass the munchies*