Just Another Crazy on the Street Songtext

von Judy Small

Nobody knows me, nobody wants to
I'm just another crazy on the street
Nobody asks me if I've any questions
Nobody asks me how I eat
Cause I'm a mad lady, mad bag lady
Mad lady, mad bag lady.
I talk to myself when I'm sitting on buses
Well nobody ever talks to me
They sit here and snigger as if I'm some scarecrow
I'm everything they pay they'll never be
I have posessions I don't carry with me
My pension gets delivered to the bank
I have no commitments pay not a landlord
I have no-one to beg to or to thank
One of these days I'm gonna die in some doorway
And everyone will miss me when I'm gone
They'll say,
"I wonder what happened to that crazy old lady?"
We used to see it around town
And then I'll fade gently from memory to memory
Till the ones who used to laugh will soon recall
How they were really quite bad of that crazy old lady
They used to see hanging round Town Hall
(but for now)
Nobody knows me, nobody wants to
I'm just another crazy on th street