Lyrics:

The entire song has a Wizard of Oz theme to it, The Wizard of Oz story is essentially about getting back home, as the song explains; it also has a theme of getting back home
I've got a little red bow
And I bought it for you
Cause I know you're not fair
I don't get it, oh well
And you color my skin
And the colors don't blend
Because I'm gonna get you
And your little dog too

There's a yellow brick road
That we follow back home
Because I know you can't wait
Your belligerent hate

There's no place like home
There's no place like home!
Like home!

I've got a Southern belle too
And ruby red shoes
With a body of straw
Are you sick of it all?
There's a man made of tin
With an oil can grin
Because I'm gonna get you
And your little dog too

There's a yellow brick road
That we follow back home
Because I know you can't wait
Your belligerent hate

There's no place like home
There's no place like home

There's a little white porch
And you wanted it so
Can you let me go down
To the end of the road?
In the black and the white
A Technicolorful life
Can I stand by your side?
We can make it alright

Like home
Cause I'm home

There's a little white porch
And you wanted it so
Can you let me go down
To the end of the road?
In the black and the white
A Technicolorful life
Then another arrived
It's a cowardly lion!

What I want from this world
What I wanna resolve
When I want you to stay
So I want you to wait
I don't wanna be bold
I don't wanna be cold
I don't wanna grow old
I wanna go home!