I got a place with a view
You can see the cars
To clubs and bars
As they travel down the freeway
There's a woman downstairs
With matt-grey hair
There's no room for me here
And she smiles when she tells me
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They've got it in the country
They've got it in the city
It's all so wishy-washy
But here in the suburbs
I got another place
It's all so wishy-washy
And a woman can come around

This time with a fireplace
But I'm not being fed
Write poetry and feel safe
I said it's good for me now
I said it's good for me now
@ALBUM: _Underneath the Colours_ 1981But I'm not being fed