...For His Home

A man's home, it is said, is his Castle,
But near the big city,
It's also his Hassle.

Sung to the tune of ...For Some Doll,
from the Frank Loesser / Damon Runyan Broadway classic, Guys and Dolls

(I've attempted to show dynamics via italics, plus phrasing with parentheses.)

(Verses 1:)

When you see some Joe,
Paying out (all his) dough,
You can bet that he's (paying it) (For His) Home,

In the great metro (rat-race),
Nothing comes (ve-ry) cheap,
So you (got-ta) spend big,
For some-(place that you) can (crash in a) heap,

Just see that worn-out Fred,
Looking like (he's half) dead,
There just ain't any-(place he's a-) (bout to) roam,

(Refrain 1:)

Call it sad; call it gloomy,
(On a lot) that ain't very roomy,
Lots of bucks; just for (living in) (his own) home.

(Verses 2:)

Oh, when you see a jerk,
Every (day off to) work,
It's a cinch, that he's (working to) (have a) home,

Dealing (eve-ry month),
With the (P.-I.-T.-I.),
Know you're (dealing with) one tired,
(Working stiff), what a (pitiful guy),

Yes, when you see a dude,
Who can (barely 'fford) food,
So's to have his ex-(cuse for a) (pleasure) dome,

He is stuck, nothing's funny,
But it's (better than) (even) money,
That the dude's (dropping his) income (on his) home.

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