The Venus of the soup kitchen is waiting there for me. And all us poor cripples who've been in the wars. And 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 you've 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' D.J. 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 ight 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.