Home Street Home

King Kobra

When I was ten, my old man split 
My mama just couldn't deal with it 
So I jumped onto a railroad car 
And headed out west to be a rock star 

Well I got off in Hollywood 
And I'd get out baby if I could 
'Cause times is tough and my luck is bad 
I ain't got no money and it makes me mad 

So when you see me on the street 
Just remember my shoes could be on your feet 
And it's home street home 

Well a buddy of mine went to Vietnam 
And his own guys hit him with a shot of Napalm 
Now he can't really breathe that well 
And he can't get a job, but what the hell 
His benefits ain't never come through 
And I'm sure they were spent by you know who 
I'd like to laugh, that'd be a switch 
Life ain't no joke, it's a bitch 

So when you see me on the street 
Just remember my shoes could be on your feet 
And it's home street home