Hobo Rocket

When my feet touch down on the foreign land
I buried all my money in a coffee can
And I’ve been hobo skipping just to hide from the weather
Only got two pennies better rub them together
Because I keep on my sleeve
I wear it on my shirt
I got a living room full of dust and dirt
And it’s a jumped up living in the city of smoke
You better suck it up before I
Come apart, I’m a hobo rocket
(Hey hey hey…)
What a time, nothing in my pocket, check
(Hey hey hey…)
When my shoe got holes in the cobble streets
And now it feels like heaven underneath my feet
I’m like a lone crusader on a holy endeavour
Living 5 pound daily in a charity sweater
Because I’m beating on my drum
I’m tapping on my knee
I stream ride a chair to a back CD
At least I still got rhythm if I don’t get paid
And I’ll never quit 'cause I
Come apart, I’m a hobo rocket
(Hey hey hey…)
What a time, nothing in my pocket, check
(Hey hey hey…)
I got my hobo beat
I’m living on my feet
I got the hobo beat
That’s what I tell them
I got the hobo beat
I’m walking on my feet
I got the hobo beat
And so I tell them
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alight, alright
I tell them what I tell them and I do it every night