Hobo Rocket

Hey hey hey... 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