There's a tramp sittin on my doorstep Tryin to waste his time With his methylated sandwich He's a walkin clothesline And here comes the bishop's daughter on the other side And she looks a trifle jealous
She's been outcast all her life Me, I'm waitin so patiently, lying on the floor I'm just tryin to do my jig-saw puzzle Before it rains any more. Oh the gangster looks so frightening With his Luger in his hand But when he gets home to his children He's a family men But when it comes to the nitty-gritty He can shove in his knife Yes, he really looks quite religious He's been an outlaw all his life. Me, I'm waitin so patiently, lying on the floor I'm just tryin to do my thfs jig-saw puzzle Before it rains any more Yes, I'm oh, mama
Me, I'm waitin so patiently, lying on the floor I'm just tryin to do my this jig-saw puzzle Before it rains any more Oh the singer he looks angry At being thrown to the lions And the bass player he looks nervous About the girls outside And the drummer he's so shattered Trying to keep up time And the guitar players look damaged They've been outcasts all their lives.
Me, I'm waitin so patiently, lying on the floor I'm just tryin to do my this jig-saw puzzle Before it rains any more Oh there's twenty thousand grandmas Wave their hankies in the air A-burning up their pensions And shouting it's not fair
There's regiment of soldiers standing looking on And the queen is bravely shouting What the hell is going on With a blood-curding tally-ho
She charged into the ranks And blessed all those grandmas Who with their dying breath screamed thanks. Me I'm just waitin so patiently With my woman on the floor We're just tryin to do this jig-saw puzzle Before it rains any more Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah......
