|Home or Here|
|Played in||"The Rhythm and Roots of Arthur"|
Buster: Home or here?
It's no choice
I'd go home and I'd rejoice
My clothes, my food
My own bed
My special goggles--infrared
Home is where I want to be
D.W.: And for me
Home has all my clothes and things
My magic princess sparkle wings
Crusts are cut right from my toast
At home it's Mom
That I miss most
D.W.: Oh, Mom
Buster: She gives hugs, she's sometimes calm
D.W.: So calm
Buster: I spit my gum into her palm
I'll sing a song for dear ol'...
Buster: It's true
D.W.: She lets me use her new shampoo
D.W.: And stumble in her high-heeled shoe
She always knows just what to...
D.W: That was a huge shooting spark!
Buster: (chuckles) Shooting star.
D.W.: Whatever. I've never seen one that big!
Buster: Yeah. We don't see them like that at home.
Buster: Here or home
On second thought
Here are shooting stars--a lot
Past the cornfields and beyond
Skinks and snakes down at the pond
Llama rides through meadow land
D.W.: Playing horseshoes on demand
With Uncle Theo--great and grand
Here my dad played when he was younger
It's not so bad, it makes me wonder
Buster: Home or here
It makes me think
D.W.: Yeah, like what the heck's a skink?
Buster: Home is the place to hold dear
D.W. and Buster: But there are new things for us here