Homeless from Downtown Eastside by Dirtbag Republic

Day after day, and time after time
Standing like a statue in this god forsaken line
My gospel is the union it opens up at nine
Thank you very much for telling me that I’ll be fine

Well we all know now that escape is very slim
I don’t understand how the hell am I supposed to win, Oh no no

Homeless
I’ve got nothing to eat
Homeless
And I’m walkin’ my beat
Homeless
A people lookin’ at me
Homeless
Oh oh oh oh
Homeless
I’ve got nothing to eat
Homeless
And I’m walkin’ my beat
Homeless
A people lookin’ at me
Homeless

Week after week, things still looking bleak
look further down south and you’ll seen nothing but bare feet
Nothing really changes, going on for 30 years
lost souls seeking numbness in a polluted river of tears

Well we all know now that escape is very slim
I don’t understand how the hell am I supposed to win, no no no

Homeless
I’ve got nothing to eat
Homeless
And I’m walkin’ my beat
Homeless
A people lookin’ at me
Homeless
Oh oh oh oh
Homeless
I’ve got nothing to eat
Homeless
And I’m walkin’ my beat
Homeless
A people lookin’ at me
Homeless

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