There's a man outside I think he's off his head
He's waving a gun shouting "I'll shoot you dead"
Isn't life full of surprises?
I'm the man of a thousand disguises
Meet me tomorrow outside the back door
I'll give you the answers isn't that what I'm for?
You can talk until the sun rises with the man of a thousand disguises
Send me a postcard I love you
Drop me a line from the coast
We can talk a while, the world will smile
At the ego of varying sizes
At the man of a thousand disguises
Your eyes burn my back as we're running the race
The future I lack staring death in the face
And so my existence surmises
I'm the man of a thousand disguises
Send me a postcard I love you
Drop me a line from the coast
We can talk a while, the world will smile
At the ego of varying sizes
At the man of a thousand disguises
