Blue Light, Red Light (Someone's There)

I live in a tiny closet
 A lukewarm cold water flat
 With room for a couple of cinders
 A mouse, a hole, and a trap
 I don't worry about the flights
 Or count the stairs
 'Cause I know
 Someone's there
 I took a high paying sweeping-up job
 Dusting after somebody else
 Seeing that there's clean on the windows
 Convincing the snow to melt
 I don't worry about the ride
 Or the subway fare
 'Cause I know
 Someone's there
 One day we'll move uptown
 Or even out to the country side
 And for every leaf on a tree
 We'll add one cub to the pride
 Who cares if the floor ain't level
 Or if the ceiling falls in
 Haunted by the devil
 And ghosts and boogeymen
 I can't be concerned
 Why should I care
 No place I'd go alone would compare
 'Cause I know
 You're there