Now people are good and people are bad
And I'm never sure which one I am
So come in out of the storm
What you need is an imitation of home, alright

You're at home, you're all alone
And nobody's calling on the telephone

People are good and people are bad
People they butch, people they brag
People they test, people they breast
People name sex as their favorite thing to do

So if you run, then run to me
And if you can swim, then swim to me
Just come in out of the storm
What you need is an imitation of home

You're at home, you're all alone
And nobody's calling on the telephone