(Not So) Happy Song For Problem Children

I’ve been here now for ten years or more
Moving around from suburb to suburb
Looking in the paper, and all I get is cabbie’s jobs
Can’t seem to settle down, feeling like Houdini slob
Not so happy song for problem children
I’ve been here now for several months or more
Moving around from station to station
Looking in the paper, I don’t mind no honest job, it’s only woodchopping
Can’t seem to settle down, feeling like I’ll never win
Not so happy song for problem children
I’ve been here now doing nothing for much too long
Moving around (repo?) to Brownstone
I’ve been Looking in the paper, I don’t mind what the paper say
Can’t seem to settle down, feeling like I’ll run away
Not so happy song for problem children