High on Our Own Supply

This one here, it's got good bones (We can build a solid frame) From the dirt up to the rafters (Give us shelter from the rain) Let the ideas bloom, each and every room We've got card games and a brass parade Getting high on our own supply There's enough left to get us by When you're all alone and need a song We play rock 'n' roll music all night long Getting high on our own supply Feels like going home Well, I called the good doctor (Know that she ain't in) We've been searching for a new drug (Trying to find the high again) Hear the old banjo playing soft and slow Like a stereo, voices joining in with the band Getting high on our own supply There's enough left to get us by When you're all alone and need a song We play rock 'n' roll music all night long Getting high on our own supply Feels like goin' home Oh, getting high on our own supply There's enough left to get us by When you're all alone and you need a song We play rock 'n' roll music all night long Getting high on our own supply Feels like going home Getting high on our own supply Feels like coming home