Ran Short of cash, just before rent was due
A week til payday so you do what you always do
head down to the pawnshop with that Strat in hand
It's been two months since you played with the band
still a hundred bucks short what's a poor boy to do
swallow your pride call up a friend or two
two hours later got your phone in your hand
gotta risk the lecture call up Mom and dad

What would you do
If no one picked up the phone
with no family or friends
you walk these streets alone

we all deserve a place to call our own
We all deserve a place to call our own
We all deserve a place to call home

only two weeks in and your sleeping rough
not much choice you only had a hundred bucks
head down to the shelter got your bag in hand
but you got beat up and then you got banned
so you wander these streets what's a poor boy to do
when it's down to survival you do what you gotta do
a friends got a couch but a wandering hand
ain't nothing free in life and now you undestand

Just what you'll do
When no one picked up the phone
with no family or friends
you walk these streets alone

we all deserve a place to call our own
We all deserve a place to call our own
We all deserve a place to call home