[Verse 1]
He hums tonight through his streets
My unlatched window the tune repeats
The kerb-crawling car winds down to a stop
A few seconds mumble then whisks him off

[Chorus]
Sick and tired of abuse
Controlled signs of hysteria
But like when dawn arrives
He remembers his leisure

[Verse 2]
He runs tonight through his block
A crack in the curtain is unlocked
No meeting with a mother or greeting a friend
A sharp-looking boot-jack with some time to spend

[Chorus]
Sick and tired of abuse
Controlled signs of hysteria
But like when dawn arrives
He remembers his leisure

[Bridge]
He cries tonight
Through his manner
I can see his conscience
Get the better
From a doorway stepped in
Shadowed leather
Exchanging handshakes for money
And pleasure
[Verse 3]
He crawls tonight through his scum
From my dirty window his body's numb
Beneath the street-lamp tilts shoulders bent
Then meets his pick-up who pays his rent

[Outro]
Sick and tired of abuse
Controlled signs of hysteria
But like when dawn arrives
He remembers his leisure
His pleasure