Person one, kind of a treat. He lays it nicely at the feet of my scheme.
Hes a something, somewhere I used to know.
Person two, cradled and crazed. And since Ive gone, just look at her face.
Shes a something, somewhere I used to know.
Person three, dead, still friend - cushioned and pretty and in trouble again.
Shes a something, somewhere I used to know.
Well, look whats new, unless you are dead, and only if youre done by another instead.
Youre a something, somewhere I used to know.
Person five, looking all bent. He changes his mind and his body is spent.
Hes a something, somewhere I used to know.
The devil aside, do you think hes your friend? On the other side of his shiny new friend,
hes a something, somewhere I used to know.
Person seven, and a maker of pain, and a stranger and a talker and a child of stain.
Hes a something, somewhere I used to know.
Well, clasp your fingers and shuffle your feet, and tell me again how its all complete.
Youre a something, somewhere I used to know.
Used to know.
Used to know.
Used to know.
Used to know.