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

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

Now people are good and people are bad
People they butch, people they brag
People they test, people they breast(?)
People make sex, it's their favourite 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

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