Do you hear the storm out there?I wish it would blow the wholetown away.Do you think I’d even care?If you were to pass me byin the street today.From the bughouseFrom the gutterThis one goes to youFrom the bughouseFrom the gutterThis one goes to youDo you see these weary eyes?They better hold those rightthrough your alibi.Do you hear the storm out there?I wish it would blow the wholetown away.From the bughouseFrom the gutterThis one goes to youFrom the bughouseFrom the gutterThis one goes to you[Instrumental]From the bughouseFrom the gutterThis one goes to youFrom the bughouseFrom the gutterThis one goes to you