Show me the way to go home

Having a home of one's own, that is not flooded, not blown to bits, not weighed down by snow and ice, not bombed to smthereens ... that is a precious commodity around the world right now. Be careful out there, people.

Show me the way to go home, I'm tired and I want to go to bed; I had a little drink about an hour ago, And it's gone straight to my head.

Where ever I may roam, On land or sea or foam; You will always hear me singing this song, Show me the way to go home.