Hungry Dog in the Street

My brain, my fingers

Bought bottles in a package place

Got caught up on a park bench

Everybody tried to get a taste

When the sun goes down

I swear to God they'll try to run you out of this town

And they will beat you down

They will beat you down

If you stay around

You're gonna get shot down

They will beat you down

They will beat you down

And you'll feel like a hungry dog in the street on a very short leash

My heart is a cancer

Radiation wouldn't help a thing

My God doesn't answer

Pray nightly every single week

When the liquor runs low

My friends run low

Got nowhere to go

Nowhere to go

No religion could ever save my soul

Nowhere to go

Nowhere to go

And I feel like a hungry dog in the street on a very short leash