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The Venus of the soup kitchen is
for me and all us poor
Cripples, who've been in the
End up sleeping on her

Woah, woah, woah, woah,

When you're scared of and out
You keep it to yourself and if suspects
You say "Who me? Hardly"

You him, "Thank your stars, this isn't Derby day
'Cos clear you've got the gift
For backing the horse, Charlie"

Woah, woah, woah, woah,

you're scared of down and out
You camouflage your fear with a DJ smile
And some boogie dancin'

But there's no to be proud
Hey, if hurtin' you
Could be, it hurts your too
From Langley to Memphis

(Last night)
Last night I
I dared to my head

The Venus of the soup kitchen over me
Singing, the job gets you down
You're ashamed the word will get 'round

Well, all you
Cripples, who've been in the
End up sleeping on my

Woah, woah, woah, woah,

Now will spin you yarns to keep you quiet for a while
But you know not my style, who needs fancy footwork?
none of it adds up, no, it doesn't weigh a thing
And it doesn't buy you beer from Park to Memphis

(Last night)
Last night I
I dared to raise my

The Venus of the soup kitchen stood me

Here you are, and I tell you've no one else but me
Every night I know you'll be here hungrily
Well, here you are, no, I tell 'cos everyone I know
Wanders down here every night, they've else to go

The Venus of the soup kitchen is standing there me
night I'm gonna be here staring hungrily
The of the soup kitchen is waiting there for me

And all us
Cripples, been in the wars
End up sleeping on her