I´m thinking of taking
The easy way out
Open the window
And fall to the ground
I could do it, wouldn´t be much too it
I gotta little place here in the city
It´s kinda 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 one sound
But nobody comes around
In bedsitterland
And there´s a man down 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
Oh I´ve joined the breadline
Believe I got a deadline
I gotta little place here in the city
Oh 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 outside breathing
But id don´t seem right
In the street way down below me
I´m listening for just a sound
But nobody comes around
Oh the lights are going down
Nobody comes around
In bedsitterland