Has anybody here seen Razor Face?
Heard he's back lookin' for a place to lay down;
Must be getting on,
Needs a man who's young to walk him round,
Needs a man who's young to walk him round.
Oh, it must be hard for the likes of you
To get by in a world that you just can't see through,
And it looks so cold.
How does it feel to know you can't go home?
How does it feel to know you can't go home?
Come on, Razor Face, my old friend,
I'll meet you down by the truck stop inn
With a bottle of booze in the back of my car,
You're a song on the lips of an aging star.
Razor Face, amazing grace
Protects you like a glove
And I'll never learn the reason why
I love your Razor Face.