Raining cats and dogs, been and always will.
Nothing in my pockets, time is six-fifteen.
Neither cigarettes, nor a box of matches.
In my favourite window lights are all out.
There is time but there's no money,
Not a single place to go.
All-a-sudden they disappeared from here.
What a bad company I chose to keep.
Hunger's tempting me, so is doing thirst.
All I want's a place to have a little rest.
There is time but there's no money,
Not a single place to go.
A-a-ahoy...