It's been raining and I've been stuck inside
Umbrella's got me nervous and both my shoes untied
I could stand right here and I could gaze at the row-house loop
I'm looking for a man selling visual onion soup
So I walk on
I started this thing like a naive touristic hound
But the pavement blocks my sight with both knees on the ground
So I hold my eyes just as wide as I could keep
Because the Eggman cracked his shell right upon this street
And he lives on
Through all his fine songs
So I walked around like I knew the way
I smiled and I waved
Like I was king for the day
So confident and brave
And there was a man who spoke of peace
That we so gratefully observed
Until we lost him in the street
But oh no, you took the wrong man
My God! What have you done man?
There's a quiet spot where the air is cold
So the story's told
A place where the ending would unfold
Just twenty-two years old
And there met a man who spoke of peace
That we so gratefully observed
Until we lost him in the street
But oh no, you took the wrong man
My God! What have you done man?
Oh no this wasn't in the plan
My God! What have you done man?