Between the little houses
Of Shakespeare and North Hoyne
For the first time alone
And as I am wandering
I take the time
To look at the wooden staircase

The rain pours down on me
And it is cold and chilling
And the coat I've just bought
Is not such a good shelter
I am drenched to the core

So let this bar be my shelter
Because it's got a roof
And I could sit at this table
Lit with a candle
And I will drink in order to warm me up

On Western and Division
Beneath garbage and crap
The body of a dead cat
Is bringing tears to my eyes
She looks like sleeping

I wouldn't have noticed it
(Wouldn't have noticed it)
If it wasn't that remarkable
Laying on the ground
I wouldn't have noticed it
(Wouldn't have noticed it)
If it wasn't that awful
If it wasn't that painful