Cold As Ice

I'm a very poor man
My pockets are empty, look not even a cent
All I have left is my room
And I'm bein' evicted 'cos I can't pay the rent

I just can't pay the price
The air has gone stale and I'm facing banishment
This room is as cold as ice
Hey, does anybody got another room for rent?

The warmth has been shut off
There's ice on the bed springs and it's four months till May
I want a permanent loft
And when I move in I promise I won't ever stray

I'd love a bed that's soft
And a landlord that won't throw me out in the cold
One that will say "Love's enough
Here's the key, this room is free; Love is worth more than gold"


*01/11/1984