William Clark Green Outcast
Excuse me mister, can I bum a light
Or fifty cents, can I catch a ride
Downtown, just bumming around
I’m cold and hungry, you don’t care
I lost my family to drugs and beer
I’m alone, I ain’t got no home
I’m just an outcast, white trash
Hanging around the fill-in station begging for cash
Amphetamines, and cocaine
I feel the power running through my veins.
I went to this church on down the road
They took me in gave me food and clothes
And I was thankful but no one could tell
There were no goodbyes when I left that church
I stole the collection I felt no remorse
I know I’m going to hell
I’m just an outcast, white trash
Hanging around the fill-in station begging for cash
Amphetamines, and cocaine
I feel the power running through my veins.
I’m just an outcast, white trash
Hanging around the fill-in station begging for cash
Amphetamines, and cocaine
I feel the power running through my veins.
