[Verse 1] And it's often asked Why Rupert drinks vodka alone Outside the coffee bar he really knows how to laugh With imaginary friends every night between dusk and dark [Verse 2] And he'll say since you asked That is none of your business you nosy ba*tard For he's ruptured within with the guilt of his sins That have blown through his life Like the chillest of winds Since the summer of sixty nine [Verse 3] A botched affair in a bed sits somewhere Came to me more as the years wazed by And all he sees in the maelstrom of a life At the end of the time tunnel A tomb of memories the eyes of the boy he let died And the eyes of the girls he made cried