Solo (so Low) Lyrics - Joe Jackson

Solo, it isn't a dream 

Solo, it's just what it seems 

An empty thing 

Waitin' on somebody who never calls 

Listening in the night to something 

Scratching 'round behind the walls 

Solo, with no one to care 

Solo, the cupboards are bare 

So I'm now to dine 

On free, stale crackers and a fifth of gin 

And say you're fine 

Feeling like something that the dogs dragged in 

No one has to laugh, still safe and warm 

With peace of mind after storms 

Solo, you stare into space 

Solo, scared to look at your face 

Scared to find 

Someone in the mirror who you can't recall 

Pale and blind 

Talking to himself and saying, "Fuck 'em all" 

No one must admit, chances are few 

To try to be someone new 

No one gets to play with nowhere free 

Peace at last guaranteed