You can find me on the corner, on any given day,
Some people stare, some people wave,
Sometimes it's a dollar, most times a little less,
Sometimes a middle finger, or a pity cigarette

I got family out in Phoenix, ain't seen in a while,
Voices in my head and a police file,
Had rocks for my pillow, hitchhiked a million miles,
I used to think a needle's only thing that makes me smile until

Cold soup,
Cold soup,
Can't say I ever dreamed,
Ever thought I'd ever be,
Sittin' on park bench,
Cool as bean,
Eating cold soup,
Cold soup

Sun shine's all the time when ya ain't got a roof,
And your best friend is a hundred proof,
It's a shame, and it's sad, but it's the god dang truth,
Hardest part is getting used to that

Cold soup,
Cold soup,
Can't say I ever dreamed,
Ever thought I'd ever be,
Sittin' on park bench,
Cool as bean,
Eating cold soup,
Cold soup

Don't listen to the half of what I tell ya,
Yesterdays paper makes a good umbrella,
Down at the mission they'll try to save your soul,
But if you sit there and listen, hell they'll serve you up a bowl of that

Cold soup,
Cold soup,
Can't say I ever dreamed,
Ever thought I'd ever be,
Sittin' on park bench,
Cool as bean,
Eating cold soup,
Cold soup,
Cold soup

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Aaron Raitiere, Jake Mitchell