E When my feet touch down in a foreign land D A I buried all my money in a coffee can E And I've been hobo skipping just to hide from the weather D A Only got two pennies better rub them together E Because I keep it on my sleeve I wear it on my shirt D A I got a living room full of dust and dirt E And it's a jumped up living in the city of smoke D A I better suck it up before I, Chorus: E D I'm gonna fly A E I'm a hobo rocket D A (Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey) E D Wanna die, A E nothing in my pocket, yeah D A E (Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey) 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 endeavor 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 shit if I, I'm gonna fly Chorus E D A E Alright, alright, alright (who who) D A E Alright, alright, alright (who who) D A Alright, alright, alright (who who) E D A I tell them what I tell them and I do it every night | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D E |