Hobo Rocket (Explicit)

Written by：Barns Courtney/Rob Brinkmann

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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 it 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

I better suck it up before I'm gonna fly

I'm a hobo rocket

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Wanna die nothing in my pocket yeah

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When my shoes 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

A street rat jamming to a beck CD

You know I still got rhythm if I don't get paid

And I don't give a sh*t if I'm gonna fly

I'm a hobo rocket

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Wanna die nothing in my pocket yeah

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I tell them what I tell them and I do it every night

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