I met a man without a face   With knowledge of the human race   He smelt and felt and dealt with grace   Stupid enough to think that he'd seen it all      I saw his eyes as he saw mine   An optimism quite sublime   He furnished words to touch your heart   At least it seemed at the very start      Lay back on me pal I'm here   You won't have nothing to fear      Thought I'd seen those locks before   Tap tapping on a creaking door   I'd let him in at times of war   to take my mind off senseless misery      And as the recognition hit   Mugshots I'd seen began to fit   I said to him you worthless shit   He laughed and cried in a soliloquy