The Venus of the Soup Kitchen

The venus of the soup kitchen is waiting there for me
 And all us poor cripples who've been in the wars
 End up sleeping on her floor...
 Woah!
 When you're scared of down and out
 You keep it to yourself and if anyone suspects
 You say: who me? hardly!
 You tell him thank your stars, this isn't derby day
 Cos it's clear youve got the gift for backing the wrong horse, charlie
 Woah!
 When you're scared of down and out
 You camouflage your fear with a fakin dj smile
 And maybe some boogie dancin
 But there's no need to be proud
 Hey if something's hurtin you
 Could be it hurts your brothers too
 From langley park to memphis
 Last night, last night I dreamed I dared to raise my head
 The venus of the soup kitchen stood over me
 Singin: sometimes the job gets you down
 You're ashamed that the word will get round
 Well all you poor cripples who've been in the wars
 End up sleeping on my floor
 Woah!
 Now some will spin you yarns to keep you quiet for a while
 But you know that's not my style, who needs fancy footwork?
 Cos none of it adds up, no it doesn't weigh a thing
 And it doesn't buy you beer, from langley park to memphis
 Last night, last night I dreamed I dared to raise my head
 The venus of the soup kitchen stood over me
 Singin: here you are, and I won't tell you've no one else but me
 Every night I know you'll be here staring hungrily
 Well here you are, no I won't tell cos everyone I know
 Wanders down here every night they've nowhere else to go.
 The venus of the soup kitchen is standing there over me
 Every night I'm gonna be here staring hungrily
 The venus of the soup kitchen is waiting there for me
 And all us poor cripples who've been in the wars
 End up sleeping on her floor