Who is that man with the little flecks of white
In the corner of his mouth at 5 o'clock at night?
He's got eyes like pissholes in the snow
I think he might be someone that you know
In the corner of his mouth at 5 o'clock at night?
He's got eyes like pissholes in the snow
I think he might be someone that you know
What's he doing now, stumbling about?
Face all shining red like someone left his out
For a little too long a long time ago
I hope he isn't someone that you know
Face all shining red like someone left his out
For a little too long a long time ago
I hope he isn't someone that you know
You can kick him in the shin he'll feel no pain
Wouldn't know where to begin
But if you call him by his real name
He'll probably jump out of his skin
Wouldn't know where to begin
But if you call him by his real name
He'll probably jump out of his skin
Teeth a little yellow, heart a little black
I peer into the mirror and I see him staring back
And a flash of recognition barely shows
I think he might be someone that I know
I peer into the mirror and I see him staring back
And a flash of recognition barely shows
I think he might be someone that I know
He's a bit unsteady on his pins
He's got no one but himself to blame
There's a nasty waxy glow about his skin
He's impervious to reason or to shame
He's got no one but himself to blame
There's a nasty waxy glow about his skin
He's impervious to reason or to shame
In the corner of a bar room, out there on the street
He's roughly the last person that you'd ever want to meet
Much to close for comfort and to home
I think he might be someone that you know
He's roughly the last person that you'd ever want to meet
Much to close for comfort and to home
I think he might be someone that you know
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