A Most Pecuilar Man (Live)

He was a most peculiar man

That's what Mrs. Reardon 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

'Cause 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. Reardon 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?"