Walking at night
Under the temple lights
On the long way home
The janitor grind
Destroyed what's left of my mind
soon it was easy to roll
Well oh ho here we go
Can't be worse than Idaho
And no one will know where I am
Drinking, smoking
Shooting and snorting
Still can't hold a job
Don't pay no rent
Cause I live in a tent
In the weeds out by the bay
But hey hey it's ok
I'm an artist, so they say
Sure am sick of the rain
To get me some sun
And some working done
I crossed the texas plains
Some pills I can test
Before all the rest
Plus a roof and a bed
Well how-dy set me free
All my blood and all my pee
Now will you give me a check
Out on the street
Where the tourists meet
Trying to get me a dime
I landed here
Without any fear
That forethought might provide
Hi-Ho what a show
I'd feel safer in mexico
I clean my gun every night
I rode in train
And I flew on a plane
Crossed the ocean wide
I met an old friend
But my trip was to end
In only a few weeks time
Well heave ho here I go
Where I'm bound I don't know
Maybe I don't have a home
But oh no I don't mind
I got a gallon jug of wine
Squeezed from Carlos vine
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