Man That I've Become

Theres a kind of man
 that you sometimes meet
 Worlds passing him by
 on wing-ed feet
 he walks around
 with his senses numb
 If you know him
 thats the kind of Man That I've Become
 The kids all know him
 'cause when they play
 he comes and shoos
 them away
 he's irritated
 by everyone
 If you know him
 thats the kind of Man That I've Become
 The friends he had
 are 'so-called' now
 they all slipped
 away somehow
 he's had the blues
 much more than some
 If you know him
 thats the kind of Man That I've Become
 He won't go to church
 cause his faiths all gone
 The sweet singing of the choir
 will only drive him home
 as for comfort
 he hasn't got a crumb
 If you know him
 thats the kind of Man That I've Become
 He won't go to church
 its too loud for him now
 the sweet singing of the choir
 is nothing but a row
 his hearts a prune
 when it once was a plum
 If you know him
 thats the kind of Man That I've Become
 If you know him
 thats the kind of Man That I've Become