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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Barns Courtney
Barns Courtney
Vocals
Aramis Gorriette
Aramis Gorriette
Drums
Rob Brinkmann
Rob Brinkmann
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rob Brinkmann
Rob Brinkmann
Songwriter
Barnaby George Courtney
Barnaby George Courtney
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Barns Courtney
Barns Courtney
Producer
Rob Brinkmann
Rob Brinkmann
Producer
Chris Taylor
Chris Taylor
Mixing Engineer
Dan Ewings
Dan Ewings
Assistant Recording Engineer
John Davis
John Davis
Mastering Engineer
Sam Bartle
Sam Bartle
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Echo out the background a bit, right?
And to bring it like more focused
And you got it
That's it, that's just as good as anybody
[Verse 2]
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
[Verse 3]
When my feet touch down on a 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
[Verse 4]
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
[Verse 5]
Gonna fly on my hobo rocket
Hey
Not a dime
Nothing in my pocket, yeah
Hey
[Verse 6]
When my shoes got holes in the cobble streets
And it feels like heaven underneath my feet
I'm like a lone crusader on a holy endeavor
With a five pound daily and a charity sweater
Because I'm beating on a drum
I'm tapping on my knee
A street rat gem into a Beck CD
You know I still got rhythm if I don't get paid
And I don't give a shit if I
[Verse 7]
Gonna fly on my hobo rocket
Hey
Not a dime, nothing in my pocket yeah
Hey
[Verse 8]
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
[Verse 9]
I tell them what I tell them
And I do it every night
Ah yeah
Ah yeah
Yeah
Written by: Barns Courtney, Rob Brinkmann
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