Hard scotch made me
Hard rum shaped me
Left my wife she's got my baby
And I'm not really making something out of this life I have nothing
I steal all I want
Steal all my weed
You say it's wrong, but high I must be
I won't come back
And hey I'm sorry
No room in my box for God to judge me

[Chorus]
And if I snort my coke today
Will my wallet be the same
Or am I running out of space
In my box and should it fall
Should I fix it up and carry on
Living on 5th street's so lame
Cause I'm stoned and I'm homeless
I'm high and I know this
My wife threw me out because I'm gay
I've slipped and I have fallen
I tripped over my father
My weed is good but it stunk up my hair
Stunk up my hair

No one on this dirty street
Understands that I love weed
I reminisce about my past
I miss the days that I had crack
These teenagers and trust fund kids
Try to tell me what drunk is
But when I puke on them in the street they got nothing to say

[Chorus]
And if I snort my coke today
Will my wallet be the same
Or am I running out of space
In my box and should it fall
Should I fix it up and carry on
Living on 5th street's so lame
Cause I'm stoned and I'm homeless
I'm high and I know this
My wife threw me out because I'm gay
I've slipped and I have fallen
I tripped over my father
My weed is good but it stunk up my hair
Stunk up my hair
My poor hair...my poor hair...now...I got to wash my hair
Boohoo boohoo boohoo

Cause I'm stoned and I'm homeless
I'm high and I know this
My wife threw me out because I'm gay
I've slipped and I have fallen
I tripped over my father
My weed is good but it stunk up my hair
Stunk up my hair. Stunk up my hair. Stunk up my hair.