I Feel The Wash, Close Down The Street Yet
Chaplin Walks Feet Nine Fifteen And I Hear Them,
Hear Them Call His Name And I See Him,
See Him Turn Away They Take Him In, And
Clean Him Up Well, They Take Him In,
And Strip Him Down They Dry His Skin, And
Feed Him Wine And I Hear Them, Hear Them
Call His Name And I See Him, See Him
Turn Away Asks To Use The Phone Yet
He Lives Alone, He Lives Alone There′s No One,
No One Home To Phone, Sits Alone At Home
He Calls His Home His Own His Wife Is
Still Unknown