... this town ...

that charlie sedarka was a-playing the piano

like he was pawing a dirty book

he bit a hole in his big bottom lip and gave his

very best little boy look

it was a song with a topical verse which i'm

afraid he then proceeded to sing

something about the moody doomed love of

the fish-finger king

you're nobody in this town

you're nobody in this crowd

you're nobody till everybody in this town

thinks you're poison

got your number knows it must be avoided

you're nobody till everybody in this town

thinks you're a bastard

mr. getgood moved up to self-made man row

although he swears that he's the salt of the earth

he's so proud of the kick-me-hard" sign that