The Saints - Idiot Blues lyrics

I got success on my mind she's a pretty nice girl she is not being unkind Got me a brand new pair of walking shoes I'm all slicked back And got nothin' to lose I got friends who live in the jungle lost themselves in the worthless tangle each of them is a rolling stone And all of them own their own homes now some roll left and some roll right And some of them can't sleep at night uh huh.... they got the idiot blues.... Me I'm gonna rattle my own pots and pans And take me off to the distant land I hope this land don't go up in smoke And if I go that I don't go broke there is some time left to contemplate so I'll put my meat right on the plate I'll put that plate right on the train that can carry me back to the promised land singing.... I got the idiot blues.......