Busking - got my bills cashed in
they're in coin now - and they prime my brim,
together - more in less in line
so i just start busking on

Here they come, shooting the breeze down the main street
australia, new zealand, the yanks - it's all on the same street
your typical backpacker lost in an after-hours dazed dream
as they stumble along - to see what the busker brings

I sing Janis - she's a scream machine
I sing Armstrong - straight out of new orleans
oh yeah! - i got the ways and means
and it just won't let me be-e-ee ....

Most of the cats that you meet on the street speak of great songs
I play up a storm and they pay me for not being alone
one of these days I know I've gotta get going
off of this street - like everyone else - and get stoned .....

ooh busking -
like the doodah man
once told me - you gotta play your axe
sometimes - the songs aren't worth a di-me
and so you gotta lay 'em do-o-wn ...

Sometimes the light's all shining on me
other times I can barely see
lately it occurs to me
that I really should try it in E

What in the world ever became of the bass notes?
they got lost somewhere, you know it isn't the same
they're off riding around with the traffic in town, they're deserting
all a friend can say is - ain't it a shame

busking - it's hard work you know -
been thinking - got to mellow slow
takes time, you pick a song to go
and just keep busking on ...

(uh oh)

They're sitting and staring out of the cafe window
got a tip they're gonna pick my hat clean once again
i pick up my dough like handfuls of smooth clean gravel
if they asked i don't mind, but they won't rob me blind ever again

busted - down on loser's street
set up - like a bowling pin
busking - it gets to wearing thin -
but it just won't let me be-e-ee...

I'm sick of hanging round, I'd like to travel
tired of busking - I'd settle for half a crown
I guess they can't revoke your soul for trying
I get off of the street, light up and look all around

Sometimes the light's all shining on me
other times I can barely see
lately it occurs to me
I think I should probably stick to G

busking - now I'm going home
wo- wo baby, sit down and patch my bones
back home - and get in that zone
to get back busking o-o-on!