Lyrics Analysis (Home Sweet Home)

Today we break down Motley Crue's power ballad, Home Sweet Home.  I remember jamming to this song on my walkman while riding a bus home from a trip with other local youngsters to the Little League World Series circa 1986.  All the shots in the video of tour buses and hard livin' on the road really spoke to me as a wide-eyed 12 year old from the suburbs.  (Make sure to look for Vince Neil kissing his centerfold posters around the 35 second mark for a particularly enjoyable moment in the video below...)  



Anyhow, onto a critical analysis of the lyrics.  As always, my comments in red...

Home Sweet Home - Motley Crue

You know I'm a dreamer
But my heart's of gold (As opposed to, you know, dreamers whose hearts aren't of gold. Thanks for the clarification.)
I had to run away high
So I wouldn't come home low.  (Explain that logic to me please.  How, precisely, does running away high prevent coming home low?  I say it doesn't.)

Just when things went right
Doesn't mean they're always wrong. (This is true in the same way that just because leprechauns are short doesn't mean they're always Irish.  Cuckoo talk.)
Just take this song and you'll never feel
Left all alone.  (Or take an imaginary friend.  Either way.)

Take me to your heart (I can virtually guarantee you don't want to do that.)
Feel me in your bones (And that's definitely a bad idea.)
Just one more night
And I'm coming off this
Long and winding road.  (Can I sue on behalf of the Beatles for use of "long and winding road?"  Please?)

I'm on my way

I'm on my way

Home sweet home.

Tonight tonight

I'm on my way

I'm on my way (Clearly)

Home sweet home. 

You know that I've seen
Too many romantic dreams
Up in lights
Fallin' off the silver screen. (Vince totally has 500 Days of Summer on his Netflix queue.)

My heart's like an open book
For the whole world to read (Don't worry.  It's a quick read.  Lots of pictures.  Mostly of skanky chicks with big hair in ripped jeans.)
Sometimes nothin'
Keeps me together at the seams. (That sounds like a pretty serious cry for help.  What happened to intentionally running away high so as not to come home low?  You seem awfully low to me.)

I'm on my way

I'm on my way

Home sweet home.

Tonight tonight

I'm on my way

Just set me free

Home sweet home. (I wonder if Motley Crue member homecomings are anything like mine.  Tackling laundry?  Hitting up Trader Joes to restock the fridge?  I'm guessing no.) 

There are a bunch more "on my ways" and "home sweet homes" and "set me frees" in the fadeout.  And some lovely piano playing.  You get the point though.  

Your thoughts on Home Sweet Home?  Fire away in the Comments section.