Hello, Mr No-One,

Thanks for dropping by.

I know you must be busy;

You’re just that kind of guy.

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But please, Mr No-One,

Have a seat here next to me.

How are you, Mr No-One,

And would you like some tea?

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I’ve done some things, Mr No-One,

I think I need to just to Be.

I think you’ve seen what I mean, sir,

I think you’re watching me.

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This is a nice path, Mr No-One,

A mighty fine path indeed.

The only thing that gets me, sir,

Is I’m not sure where it’ll lead.

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Hello, Mr No-One,

You’ve laid these cobbles well.

It’s a bloody, twisted heaven and

A rosy jumbled hell.

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I’m not scared though, Mr No-One,

When I drift from place to place.

I’m not scared though, no sir,

Even though it’s on my face.

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Mr No-One? Are you there, sir?

Where did your garden go?

I’m told I did something wrong,

I didn’t mean to, sir, I swear I didn’t know.

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Where do you go, Mr No-One,

When I call you on the phone?

Are you there, Mr No-One,

Or am I now alone?

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Well fuck you, Mr No-One—

I don’t need your frowning face.

I can live without you, sir,

I can live in a different place.

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I hate you, Mr No-One,

You left me cold and bare.

It tasted right, sir, it tasted sweet,

This isn’t right, sir, it isn’t fair.

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I’m sorry, Mr No-One,

I’m the best and worst of men.

I’m sorry, I’m sorry,

I’ll do it again and again.

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I haven’t changed, Mr No-One,

Since that day under the tree.

I hope you’ll see what I mean, sir,

I hope you’re watching me.