Hello, I found a stitch to wear and came out tonight. Well, everybody looks at me like come kind of tramp. 'Cause I, I wear these holy jeans. Well, heaven forbid and send an angel.
Well, he's watching all the wealthy folk on his way to work. Saturday's so far away, there's so much shit to shirk. He's gotta keep his chin up, he's gotta keep his nerve.
I can get a record player, and a generator. Generate the music that makes you feel better. . I don't live in poverty, I got a little bit of money. And I've got a healthy body.
Look, here comes another man. With another sorry story to tell. And you can bet he'll tell me all about. The time he fell from Heaven to Hell. . Well, I don't wanna listen but he tells me all the same.
Well, the clouds in the sky. And your winter clothes are sadly a condition of life. In this land, where the sun is as shy. As long forgotten manners of old.
I was standing on the dancefloor. And a pretty thing caught my eye. She was looking at me, smiling at me. And now she's dancing with me. . So I must be pretty.