Nobody Wants To Know

Once I was hailed as a prodigal son

In other words loved by everyone

Now it's so different wherever I go

Nobody wants to know

Tried having meetings running about

Same as I did when I started out

Now though different wherever I go

Nobody wants to know

Could have been normal

And look like the rest

But I in my wisdom

Decided instead

To create an image and this at a time

When image was one word nobody minded you

Being abusive too

Standing in doorways for hours on end

Waiting to get back a tape I send

And when I get it what does it show

Nobody wants to know

Sign on the door say's better come in

So I enter and play them my songs

They tell me (all the ones that you had bits with

In the early days were great

And, while the new ones really sound bang up to date

There's not a market for a singer of your age

Unless of course he's dead

(dead! That's it you got a deal

Look at Buddy Holly, Roy Orbison and Elvis

Why he sold more records after his death

Than he ever did when he Was alive

You'll be a sensation number one all over again

I an see it now his twenty gravest hits)

Sooner or later I will succeed

Good luck and timing is all I need

But for the moment where can I go

Nobody wants to know

Licking my wounds from not only my face

Is getting to be so be so common place

That even the angel my guardian one

Supposedly there to protect me anonymously

Is as nervous as can be

I have no reason at all to suspect

Hatred of me adds to my neglect

Not that it matters cancel the show

Nobody wants to know