House On Wheels

The first time that I lived in a car
I bought it for thirty dollars, it was a little Ford Escort
I slept in the parking lot of the park
Tried not to drain my batteries
Remember to pull out the key
Before I fell asleep with the radio on

The worst part about living in a car
Is how hot it gets when the sun comes up
And you can't stretch your legs out very far
I would wake up every day with my knees in pain
I'd turn the key and hope that they would start
And then my friend moved in with me
We were as happy as sardines

He had a job as a playground supervisor
But he only worked an hour a day
I'd drop him off then I'd kill some time shoplifting at the mall
We both had our ways of bringing home the pay
But winter was on the way
And we were getting too big for our tiny little tank
So we found a place to live
We signed a lease and joined the army
Of the walking dead that pay rent

The next time that I lived in a car
I bought it from a cemetery
It used to carry coffins right up to their graves
And it became a home to me
Sleeping on the near west streets
And I could stretch my legs out all the way
It was cold, it was cold
But I loved it when it snowed
Cause the snow covered up all the windows
And no one would know
That that wagon was my home
I could sleep in peace with the ghosts
I traded it in so that I could get a van

Because if you're gonna play in a punk rock band
Well someone's always gotta buy the van
That was fine by me cause it seemed like compared to living in a car
A van was gonna be a mansion
And that van became my home
For about two years or so
I lived happy, I lived dread free
The day I give up, I know where I'll end up
That van's in front of my house waiting for me