Carolyn Wonderland - Homelessness In Austin lyrics

About to be my birthday, last one of my twenties Guess you'd say I'm rich except for the lack of money My bank account's as barren as my stomach today But there's some dog food, so the little pup's okay These warm November mornings Let me know I'm in the South But homelessness in Austin leaves The same taste in my mouth Busking down on sixth street, trying to earn a dollar Banging on my six-string, to be heard I have to holler The same folks who'd pay to see me in some club Won't look me in the eye nor show me any love These cold December evenings Tell me what I'm all about But homelessness in Austin leaves The same taste in my mouth It's oddly bittersweet This freedom on the street Where there's no money left to be spent On luxuries like all that rent I guess that's just the way it's got to be In the live music capitol city Other places that I could have picked to land Just a change of scenery when you're living out your van I love Austin and I'm here to write my songs But the cops call it loitering, so I'm asked to move along That's not the hospitality That I a**ociate with the South And homelessness in Austin leaves The same taste in my mouth Makes me want to spit it out