Are you still receiving me Are you still receiving me That place that place That cradled me You held the waves From crashing in I had a head full of dreams Exotic Home The cradle of creation If you love it or hate it It's there When you try to make it Let go of all your fears And realise that there's a world in the clear Visions of leaving never hazy So i'm just digging it here Oh my dear oh my dear It's a tragedy and travesty Locals aren't so glad for me But family are the batteries Can relocate to battersea So calm it down Holy home town heroes never receive the crown So if we can not concede We must cease to break it down I'm alone on my own time now