Nobody Home lyrics

[Verse 1]
I've got a little black book with my poems in
Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in
When I’m a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone in
I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on
Got those swollen hand blues
I've got thirteen channels of sh*t on the T.V. to choose from
I've got electric light
And I’ve got second sight
I've got amazing powers of observation

[Chorus 1]
And that is how I know
When I try to get through
On the telephone to you
There'll be nobody home

[Verse 2]
I've got the obligatory Hendrix perm
And the inevitable pinhole burns
All down the front of my favorite satin shirt
I've got nicotine stains on my fingers
I've got a silver spoon on a chain
I've got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains
I've got wild staring eyes
And I’ve got a strong urge to fly
But I’ve got nowhere to fly to
[Chorus 2]
Ooooh babe when I pick up the phone
There's still nobody home

[Outro]
I’ve got a pair of Gohills boots
But I've got fading roots