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