Well we can sleep outside the church
Until the morning starts to hurt.
We can sleep until the day comes to chase away the grey.
We can sleep outside the church.
Well we can piss out in the street.
We can live out here all week.
We can wish our woes away in the darkness where we lay.
We can piss out in the street.
Well we could find some place to go.
Take it easy, take it slow.
We could stay a couple days but this city ain't that strange.
We could find some place to go.
Well we can win our money back
Whilst we feast upon the fat.
We can shove it in his face,
Teach him how to feel disgraced.
We can win our money back.
Well I could be a big big tree with the roots down.
You could be a deep, deep sea with the tide out
And even though we're up shit creek I know we're gonna come back down.