I say "Brother can you help me?"
 I'm looking for some shelter 
'Cause the rain is dripping off my sleeve.

 I got my hand in the gutter 
And I'm looking for some cover.
 But I'm better off chasing a dream. 

Can you cut a little slack?
 'Cause I'm lying on my back 
And I got no other place to go.

 I've been walking down the street.
 Got no boots on my feet 
Just a busted up radio.

 Tired of the aching and wired from the rake.
 I gotta get a little tough out here.
 Better off dead than stuck in my own head.
 I can hear it. 

And it's a long road to walk
And I'm chasing little clocks
And I don't see the [bad word] too soon.

 I'll keep my ear to the speaker. 
keep on walking down the street. 
One day I'll step along to my own tune.