There's a tramp sittin on my doorstep
Tryin to waste his time
With his methylated sandwich
He's a walkin clothesline
And here comes the bishop's daughter
on the other side
And she looks a trifle jealous

She's been outcast all her life
Me, I'm waitin so patiently, lying on the floor
I'm just tryin to do my jig-saw puzzle
Before it rains any more.
Oh the gangster looks so frightening
With his Luger in his hand
But when he gets home to his children
He's a family men
But when it comes to the nitty-gritty
He can shove in his knife
Yes, he really looks quite religious
He's been an outlaw all his life.
Me, I'm waitin so patiently, lying on the floor
I'm just tryin to do my thfs jig-saw puzzle
Before it rains any more
Yes, I'm oh, mama

Me, I'm waitin so patiently, lying on the floor
I'm just tryin to do my this jig-saw puzzle
Before it rains any more
Oh the singer he looks angry
At being thrown to the lions
And the bass player he looks nervous
About the girls outside
And the drummer he's so shattered
Trying to keep up time
And the guitar players look damaged
They've been outcasts all their lives.

Me, I'm waitin so patiently, lying on the floor
I'm just tryin to do my this jig-saw puzzle
Before it rains any more
Oh there's twenty thousand grandmas
Wave their hankies in the air
A-burning up their pensions
And shouting it's not fair

There's regiment of soldiers standing looking on
And the queen is bravely shouting
What the hell is going on
With a blood-curding tally-ho

She charged into the ranks
And blessed all those grandmas
Who with their dying breath screamed thanks.
Me I'm just waitin so patiently
With my woman on the floor
We're just tryin to do this jig-saw puzzle
Before it rains any more
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah......