Leo Sayer - Bedsitterland Lyrics
Writers: leo sayer & frank farrellIm thinking of takingThe easy way outOpen the windowIll fall to the groundI could do it -- wouldnt be much too itI gotta little place here in the cityIts kind of small and dirty, its a bedsitterAnd theres a lot of us living hereWall to wall in one big houseAnd when the night comes roundI can see a lot of lonely lightsThere are people in there breathingBut it dont seem rightIn the streets way down below meIm listening for just a soundBut nobody comes aroundIn bedsitterlandAnd theres a man below me on the balconyCrying to be heardScreaming to be heardIm haunted by his wordsAnd the people in the street just shrug their shouldersSaying hes disturbedHes in another worldScreaming at the birdsCrying to be heardI hear his every wordIve slept in the gutter on a summers dayOh Ive bummed cigarettes in the night cafesIve joined the breadlineBelieve I got a deadlineI gotta little place here in the cityIts kind of small and dirty, its a bedsitterAnd theres a lot of us living hereWall to wall in one big houseAnd when the night comes roundI can see a lot of lonely lightsThere are people in there breathingBut it dont seem rightIn the streets way down below meIm listening for just a soundBut nobody comes aroundThe lights are going downNobody comes aroundIn bedsitterland
