Going Home
Kirby Krackle Lyrics

I pack my clothes and grab my single issues And wrap 'em up tight Make a list so my collection's complete
I am getting ready for the trip by packing my clothes and my comics, and making sure I have everything I need to complete my collection.

Went to bed early, but I can't sleep Way too excited, been waiting all week Everyone's here so let's gas up the van Not enough room so we Tetris the bags
I am too excited to sleep because I have been waiting all week for this trip. I am now ready to leave with everyone else, but we have to Tetris our bags because there's not enough space in the van.

We're on the road, we're going home To the place where wild nerds roam With pretty girls and dudes in capes Going to cons is our escape
We are now on the road, heading back to the place where we can be ourselves as wild nerds, surrounded by pretty girls and guys in superhero costumes. Going to conventions is our way to escape the real world.

It's like a Mecca for geeks in a star-filled sky Where you can meet all your heroes and none of them fly
Attending conventions is like a holy pilgrimage for geeks, where we can meet our heroes and idols, who unfortunately do not have superpowers and can't fly.

We melt the highway miles away like Sunfire No stopping tonight A Double-Double the only thing that could break our stride
We're driving so fast that the miles on the highway seem to disappear, and nothing can stop us. The only thing that can slow us down is a stop at a fast food place to get a Double-Double burger.

Born to Run blastin', we're rockin' with Bruce Through the dark knight we're flyin' with nothing to lose Wind whipping by like a Banshee's scream The tail lights are draggin' like Omega Beams
We're listening to Bruce Springsteen's Born to Run song and rocking out while driving through the night like Batman. We have nothing to lose and feel the wind hit us like a Banshee's scream. The cars behind us look like they're catching up using Omega Beams.

Show's in sight, we can hardly wait Walking through the doors like they're pearly gates The smell of long boxes fills the open air Quarter bin orphans with a puppy stare You can feel the love flowing through the 10-foot aisles Slave Girl Leias with their knowing smiles...
We're excited to get to the convention where the show is in sight, and we can't wait to walk through the doors that feel like gates to heaven. The smell of comic boxes fills the air and those interested in the cheaper boxes stare with puppy eyes. You can feel the love of the geek culture flowing through the convention center, and even the Slave Girl Leia cosplayers know what's up.

We're going home, we're going home To the place where wild nerds roam With pretty girls and dudes in capes Going to cons is our escape It's like a Mecca for geeks in a star-filled sky Where you can meet all your heroes and none of them fly We're on the road, we're going home, we're going home, we're going home, we're going home
We're finally heading home to the place where we can be wild nerds, with others dressed in superhero costumes. Convention-going is our way of escaping the real world, and it's like a holy site for us, where we can meet our idols, who we can only expect to be normal humans instead of having superpowers. We're excited and grateful to be on the road, heading back home.