The Taxpayers - Hungry Dog in the Street lyrics

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; I 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