The Littlest Hobo

Radio's playing the same old song Can't help but sing along There's no rest it's sunk too deep The hammer still bangs when I'm asleep Radio's playing the same old song Can't help but sing along There's no rest it's sunk too deep The hammer still bangs when I'm asleep Oh ooh, uh oh Oh ooh, uh oh I'm the hobo I need a new place to go New place to go, oh yeah I need to feel I can show Wow, wow Myself to myself and the world I feel like I've Gone nowhere and no-one's concerned I feel like Stepping elsewhere I don't care where Or even if this place burned Same faces catch my eye every day I know exactly what they're going to say The current drags me to the usual pub Where I drown again in the alci-flood Oh ooh, uh oh Oh ooh, uh oh I'm the hobo I need a new place to go New place to go, oh yeah I need to feel I can show Wow, wow Myself to myself and the world I feel like I've Gone nowhere and no-one's concerned I feel like Stepping elsewhere I don't care where Or even if this place burned Pumping adrenaline Never been so far So I can shed This clinging leopard skin Never been so far You held me down But now I'm breaking free I'm breaking free Then I'll find my identity And you will see What's in me Oh I start to feel like My clothes wear me Used as a miner's canary Know I know why the caged bird sings It shouldn't be just what the DJ brings Oh ooh, uh oh Oh ooh, uh oh I'm the hobo I need a new place to go New place to go, oh yeah I need to feel I can show And what do you know Keep myself to myself, from the world I'm not really that concerned at all I don't care Even if this place burned And I don't care if anyone will know