Without Expression

Have you ever ridden horses
 Through a rainstorm
 Or a lion through a busy street bazaar
 There are many things
 I'd love to turn you on to
 But I somehow feel
 They're safer where they are
 Well, some people are
 Inbound with infatuation
 And some others spill
 Depression as the law
 From one's mother
 Getting at no imagination
 So beware then
 Maybe sin is at everyone's door
 Yes, there's a man I know
 With no expression
 He's got none at all
 Yes, there's a man that I know
 With no expression
 He's got none at all
 But you never, no
 You would never see this man laughing
 Come to think of it
 I've never seen him cry
 But he might be sitting
 And you hear him singing
 But by and by he'll stop and sigh before
 His voice would even begin to speak
 And he'd just cry
 Yes, there's a man I know
 With no expression
 He's got none at all
 Yes, there's a man that I know
 With no expression
 He's got none at all
 Have you ever ridden horses
 Through a rainstorm
 Or a lion through a busy street bazaar
 There are many things
 I'd love to turn you on to
 But I somehow feel
 They're safer where they are
 Yes, there's a man I know
 With no expression
 He's got none at all
 Yes, there's a man that I know
 With no expression
 He's got none at all