Welfare Chet

Welfare Chet: A Ballad of Loneliness and Longing
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Lyrics

Everybody wants to go home

Expressing a universal desire for belonging or return to a familiar place.

But no one wants to go home with me

Feeling a sense of isolation as nobody wants to accompany the singer home.

Is it cause I live in my truck

Suspecting that the singer's living situation (in a truck) is a deterrent for others.

I'm down on my luck

Indicating a period of misfortune or difficulty in life.

Or sometimes I smell like green?

Suggesting a possible reason for social rejection, like smelling of marijuana.

I ain't got a dime, but what I got is mine

Despite financial struggles, the singer values what he possesses.

Ever since the state let me free

Reflecting on freedom obtained from the state, possibly after serving time in prison.

Yeah, everybody wants to go home

Reiterating the desire to go home, yet facing social rejection.

But no one wants to go home with me

Emphasizing the recurring theme of isolation and longing for companionship.


Every time you say I gotta go

Expressing reluctance to part ways, desiring extended conversation.

I want to talk a little longer

Desire for prolonged interaction, suggesting loneliness.

Even when you're walking to your ride

Highlighting a persistent effort to engage even as the person leaves.

I come on a little stronger

Expressing increased intensity in the singer's approach.

Asking if you want to take a shot

Inviting the person for a drink, possibly using alcohol as a social lubricant.

But you end up buying my beer

Ironically, the person ends up buying the singer's drink instead.

Talking with a mouthful of food

Humorous observation about talking with a full mouth in a place without food service.

But they don't serve food here

Contradicting expectations in social interactions.


Yeah, everybody wants to go home

Repeating the desire to go home and the theme of social rejection.

But no one wants to go home with me

Questioning if reliance on welfare checks is a reason for social avoidance.

Is it cause my welfare checks

Suggesting that welfare checks may be used for engaging in motel room activities.

Pay for motel room sex

Admitting deception about personal hygiene and cleanliness.

And I lie about being clean?

Highlighting disagreement with others while emphasizing personal control.

Well, folks disagree, but they don't have the key

Asserting ownership of the singer's life choices despite differing opinions.

It's my L-I-F-E

Spelling out "L-I-F-E" to underscore personal agency.

Yeah, everybody wants to go home

Reiterating the theme of wanting to go home but facing rejection.

But no one wants to go home with me

Continuation of the struggle with social isolation and desire for companionship.


Yeah, everybody wants to go home

Repetition of the desire to go home and the challenge of finding someone to accompany.

But no one wants to go home with me

Reiterating the theme of social rejection and isolation.

Is it 'cause I live in my truck

Recalling the singer's living situation and financial struggles as potential reasons for rejection.

I'm down on my luck

Repeating the acknowledgment of being down on luck and potential hygiene issues.

Or sometimes I smell like green?

Re-emphasizing the smell of marijuana as a potential reason for social exclusion.

I ain't got a dime, but what I got is mine

Asserting ownership of personal possessions despite financial constraints.

Ever since the state let me free

Linking freedom from the state to the singer's current circumstances.

Yeah, everybody wants to go home

Reiteration of the desire for companionship and facing rejection.

But no one wants to go home with me

Continuation of the theme of social isolation and the challenge of finding a companion.


Yeah, everybody wants to go home

Repeating the universal desire to go home but struggling with social exclusion.

But no one wants to go home with me

Final statement emphasizing the ongoing difficulty in finding companionship.

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