Bedsitter — текст песни (Marc Almond)

Sunday morning going slow

I`m talking to the radio

Clothes and records on teh floor

Memories of the night before

Out in clubland having fun

Now I`m hiding from the sun

Waiting for a visitor

But noone knows I`m here for sure.



Dancing

Laughing

Drinking

Loving

And now I`m alll alone in Bedsit land,

My only home



I think it`s time to cook a meal

To fill the emptiness I feel

Spend my money going out

I`ve nothing left, I`m left without

Clean my teeth and comb my hair

Look for something new to wear

And start the nightlife over again

And kid myself I`m having fun



Dancing

Laughing

Drinking

Loving

And now I`m alll alone in Bedsit land,

My only home



I look out of my window view

There`s really nothing else to do

Read a book maybe write a letter

`Mother, things are getting better`

Watch the mirror, count the lines

The battle scars of all the good times

Look around and I can see

A thousand people just like me.



Dancing

Laughing

Drinking

Loving

And now I`m alll alone in Bedsit land,

My only home



Dancing

Laughing

Drinking

Loving

And now I`m alll alone in Bedsit land,

My only home



I`m waiting for something...

I`m only passing time...

And now I`m all alone in Bedsit land

My only home



Dancing

Laughing

Drinking

Loving