[Verse 1]
And it's often asked
Why Rupert drinks vodka alone
Outside the coffee bar he really knows how to laugh
With imaginary friends every night between dusk and dark
[Verse 2]
And he'll say since you asked
That is none of your business you nosy ba*tard
For he's ruptured within with the guilt of his sins
That have blown through his life
Like the chillest of winds
Since the summer of sixty nine
[Verse 3]
A botched affair in a bed sits somewhere
Came to me more as the years wazed by
And all he sees in the maelstrom of a life
At the end of the time tunnel
A tomb of memories the eyes of the boy he let died
And the eyes of the girls he made cried