Band On Every Corner lyrics
by Whitlams



Well there's a band on every cornerBut I'm not in oneI hate three out of every four of themBut I haven't got a gunI was ten hours asleepBut I stayed in my roomI forgot to rememberWhat I wanted to doAs the glare turns to twilightMy thoughts turn to foodYeah and of what the hell happenedTo the girl in the nudeAh she gave me a pillShe said it helped her in bedWhen I laid down beside herCouldn't even raise my headWhat a fool am I'Cause my dream was so brightBut I'm drowning in a cityWith no saviour in sightWell this night I'll go walkingLike the truth it's so nearI'll be back I imagineTo the boys and to the beerThere's a hole in my bellyI try and fill it with foodSo I order a pizzaAnd the pizza maker is rudeLady in the jacketIs looking just how I feelSo I sigh in my cornerAnd I ask for the billThere's a band on every cornerBut I'm not in oneI hate three out of every four of themBut I haven't got a gunThere's a band on every cornerI only play in my roomWhere the filth is familiarAnd the piano's in tuneWhat a fool am I'Cause my dream was so brightBut I'm drowning in the cityWith no saviour in sight