Bedsitterland

Writers: leo sayer & frank farrell



I'm thinking of taking

The easy way out

Open the window

I'll fall to the ground

I could do it -- wouldn't be much too it



I gotta little place here in the city

It's kind of small and dirty, it's a bedsitter

And there's a lot of us living here

Wall to wall in one big house



And when the night comes 'round

I can see a lot of lonely lights

There are people in there breathing

But it don't seem right

In the streets way down below me

I'm listening for just a sound

But nobody comes around

In bedsitterland



And there's a man below me on the balcony

Crying to be heard

Screaming to be heard

I'm haunted by his words

And the people in the street just shrug their shoulders

Saying he's disturbed

He's in another world

Screaming at the birds

Crying to be heard

I hear his every word



I've slept in the gutter on a summer's day

Oh i've bummed cigarettes in the night cafes

I've joined the breadline

Believe i got a deadline



I gotta little place here in the city

It's kind of small and dirty, it's a bedsitter

And there's a lot of us living here

Wall to wall in one big house



And when the night comes 'round

I can see a lot of lonely lights

There are people in there breathing

But it don't seem right

In the streets way down below me

I'm listening for just a sound

But nobody comes around

The lights are going down

Nobody comes around

In bedsitterland




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