It's solitude
But where would I be
Without a troubled conscience
Troubling me
What can I do
But hang around
And wait for the sun to rise?

I take it all
Some kind of threat
I've had the worst
And the worst is best
What can I do
But sit and buzz
And wait for the sun to rise?

It's always on
The action's always on
I've got to get out
And I can't see where to go
Can you see where to go?
I have a little left in the tank
So I'll motor around to the off-licence
And escape for a little while
I'd better escape for good soon
Or I'll be a matter of concern
But I'm waiting for the sun to rise
So I can finish working