Waiting on the streets Aching to eat Feds don't give a fuck People think you're scum Late at night Under the bridge In your bag In the piss Can't get a job Can't get a chance The downfall of a decent man Unseen, by all of them No love, no way to end Illegal, on the street Nothing left But cold hands and cold feet Always on the move No good place to sleep Losing track of time Watching passers-by Sick of the stench The stench of the street The dirt under feet No place to sleep Always on the move No good place to sleep Losing track of time Watching passers-by Sick of the stench Stench of the street Dirt under feet No place to sleep No place to sleep