Between the little houses 

Of Shakespeare and North Hoyne 

For the first time alone 

And as I am wandering 

I take the time 

To look at the wooden staircase 


The rain pours down on me 

And it is cold and chilling 

And the coat I've just bought 

Is not such a good shelter 

I am drenched to the core 


So let this bar be my shelter 

Because it's got a roof 

And I could sit at this table 

Lit with a candle

And I will drink in order to warm me up 


On Western and Division 

Beneath garbage and crap 

The body of a dead cat 

Is bringing tears to my eyes 

She looks like sleeping 


I wouldn't have noticed it 

(Wouldn't have noticed it) 

If it wasn't that remarkable 

Laying on the ground 

I wouldn't have noticed it 

(Wouldn't have noticed it) 

If it wasn't that awful 

If it wasn't that painful