Who Was That Masked Man

Lyrics for Who Was That Masked Man

Oh, ain't it lonely when you're livin' with a gun? Well, you can't slow down and you can't turn round And you can't trust anyone You just sit there like a butterfly Yet you're all encased in glass You're so fragile, you just may break And ya don't know who to ask Oh, ain't it lonely when you're livin' with a gun? Well, you can't slow down and you can't turn 'round And you can't trust anyone You just sit there like a butterfly You're well protected by the glass You're such a rare collector's item When they throw away what's the trash You can hang suspended from a star Or wish on a toilet roll You can just soak up the atmosphere Like a fish inside a bowl When the ghost comes 'round at midnight Well, you both can have some fun He can drive you mad, he can make you sad He can keep you from the sun When they take him down, he'll be both safe and sound And the hand does fit the glove And no matter what they tell you There's good and evil in everyone