Hobo-Man!

Here's a little song I wrote today. It's to the tune of the Spider-Man theme song!

Hobo-man, Hobo-man.
Gets his lunch from a garbage can.
Lives in a box of cardboard,
Right outside the liquor store.
Look out! Here comes Hobo-Man!

Hobo-Man, Hobo-Man!
Ain't clean shaved, has a farmer's tan.
He just peed on the bus,
If you complain, he'll just cuss.
Look out! Here comes Hobo-Man!

Hobo-Man, Hobo-Man!
We ignore him, best we can.
His pleas for change, we ignore.
Isn't that what Welfare's for?
Look out! Here comes Hobo-Man!

Hobo-Man, Hobo-Man!
Under newspaper in the tram.
Talks to himself with great ease.
He has split personalities.
Look out! Here comes Hobo-Man!

Doc Out.