At This Hour — текст песни (Spin Doctors)

Here he come walking down the street

Got them funky ragged things on his feet

He got half a busted moon in his smile

Now I know hes walked that long and lonely mile



Hes got the waistcoat made of sad, sad, sack

He see a red door and he want to paint it black

Hes got a vote for you now if you dare

To not pretend that hes not there



Yeah, hes coming down on you

Yeah, whatcha you gonna do?

Your the only one walking down the street

Hes the only one that youre likely to meet

At this hour baby,



Youre so used to living in luxury

Greeds made you blind and you just cant see

So many people in the world today

Who wont ever have things their own way



You live protected, respected, inside the law,

Youre sunny-side-up, hes wearing his yolk raw

You say you never took nothing hed refuse,

Hes living off the crap, man, that you cant use