Well I'd like to hang out   But I can tell that you're not a drinking crowd   I got places to go, people to see   I got a thirst that would make the ocean proud      Hey brother, hey sister   Don't you see a crack form in the dam   For a loser, no one can touch him   He's out slipping through jesus' hands      I'm walking in circles in a waiting room   For a welcome I don't feel in my soul   I watch the time pass, it pours in my glass   I drink it down, blood from a stone      Hey brother, hey sister   Don't you see a crack form in the dam   For a loser, no one can touch him   He's out slipping through jesus' hands      Looking for love in all the wrong places   The sidewalks and the sky   Looking for something that no one can give me   And no one can help me buy      Oh brother, oh sister   Don't you see a crack form in the dam   For a loser, no one can touch him   He's out slipping through jesus' hands      Well I'd like to hang out   But I can tell that you're not a drinking crowd   I got nowhere to go, no one to see   I got a thirst that would make the ocean proud