Lost Dog Street Band
Until I Recoup
I won't compromise or sign with the thieves
I'm the underdog trash of the underground scene
Only take pleasure when I compete
With a knife in my back, outnumbered by three
I'm on the wrong track hanging off the caboose
I can turn all the chaos to shelter and food
And I may not be pretty like all of you tools
But I fight like a tramp and I work like a mule
And they say it ain't easy and I know that's the truth
That hard living crown looks foolish on you
And no I ain't leaving until I recoup
The glory I pissed away in my youth
The glory I pissed away in my youth
I'm unlovable and I'm crazy and mean
I've got hell in my eyes like I'm back on the streets
They turned me away cause I was unclean
So I kicked down the doors of the Grand Ole Opry
I'm trapped in a hunt that keeps me alive
It don't pay to be meek in the back of the line
I'm desperate for something that's hard to define
Like my name in the stone between Townes and Guy
And they say it ain't easy and I know that's the truth
That hard living crown looks foolish on you
And no I ain't leaving until I recoup
The glory I pissed away in my youth
The glory I pissed away in my youth
They say it ain't easy and I know that's the truth
That hard living crown looks foolish on you
And no I ain't leaving until I recoup
The glory I pissed away in my youth
The glory I pissed away in my youth
The glory I pissed away in my youth
Oh the glory I pissed away in my youth