He was a most peculiar man That´s what Mrs. Riordan says, and she should know She lived upstairs from him
She said he was a most peculiar man
He was a most peculiar man He lived all alone within a house, within a room Within himself A most peculiar man
He had no friends, he seldom spoke And no one in turn ever spoke to him Because he wasn´t friendly and he didn´t care And he wasn´t like them Oh no, he was a most peculiar man
He died last Saturday He turned on the gas and he went to sleep
With the windows closed so he´d never wake up To his silent world and his tiny room And Mrs. Riordan says he has a brother somewhere Who should be notified soon And all the people said "What a shame that he´s dead But wasn´t he a most peculiar man?"
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