High on the Street

I'm always high on the street Drunk beyond belief Don't know anymore what I'm supposed to be sorry for Day comes after day Somewhere I lost my way I'm always high on the street Never knew this world to be very kind to me And a home is not a place that I can be Never knew this world to be very kind to me And a home is not a place that I can be I'm always strung out in the rain You know I can't complain There's no one who can say How I ended up this'a way A drunkard is a king Not ruled by anything But still I'm stuck out in the rain Never knew this world to be very kind to me And a home is not a place that I can be Never knew this world to be very kind to me And a home is not a place that I can be Oh, home, I'm goin' home Oh, home, I'm goin' home