Songtexte Street Dogs For Breakfast - Widespread Panic

Street dogs for breakfast
Whiskey sours for lunch
Street dogs for breakfast
Whiskey sours for lunch
Well, sometimes you gotta bottom out
To really find yourself

He's in the alley every morning
Somewhere down on Delancey Street
Said, "If you're feeling kinda lucky
I got just what you need"
Soiled mattress in the basement
Of a Chinese boarding house
Threw the clock against the window bars
Got all the time in the world

And eating street dogs for breakfast
Whiskey sours for lunch
Street dogs for breakfast
Whiskey sours for lunch
Yeah, sometimes you gotta bottom out
To really find yourself

Wrecked his old man's convertible
Drove him to an early grave
So now it's back to jumping turnstiles
Went through all his mama's loose change

And eating street dogs for breakfast
Whiskey sours for lunch
Street dogs for breakfast
Whiskey sours for lunch
And sometimes you gotta bottom out
To really find yourself

It's the end of the days
And the thin man's in the basement
Fending off the zombies
In the night of the living evangelicals

And eating street dogs for breakfast
Whiskey sours for lunch
Street dogs for breakfast
Whiskey sours for lunch
Street dogs for breakfast
Whiskey sours for lunch
Yeah, street dogs for breakfast
Whiskey sours for lunch
Yeah, sometimes you gotta bottom out
To really find yourself