He's got a broken and a twisted smile, Guess he's been that way for quite Got blood on his shoes and mud on his brim, Did do it to himself or was it done to him?
People think he don't look well, But all needs from what I can tell, Is someone to help wash away all paint, From his purple hands before it gets too late.
saw him stand alone ... under a broke light, So sincere ... singing silent night, But the trees were full ... and the grass was green, It was the sweetest thing I ever seen.
may move slow, But that don't mean he's going nowhere, He be moving slow, But that don't mean he's going nowhere.