| Who do you call on when you have no one
|
| Who do you call on when you have no one
|
| This might not be nice to say
|
| But I’ll say it anyway
|
| When you have no one
|
| You are no one
|
| I used to work at the people pound
|
| I used to watch them line up Some sleeping on the ground
|
| Their diabetic bellies
|
| Gleaming fat and round
|
| When you have no one
|
| You are no one
|
| Like I said
|
| I used to work at the people pound
|
| All these no ones clumped together
|
| Just like a human lost and found
|
| If they let them all be someones
|
| There wouldn’t be enough to go around
|
| It’s better for us all if they are no ones
|
| And I knew a lot of no ones 'round that time
|
| They used to all be someones
|
| Until something took their life
|
| And all their someones disappeared
|
| While they’re stuck waiting in a line
|
| And for them now no one seems to have the time
|
| I knew someone who had a disease
|
| And it took away all that mattered
|
| His brain and dignity
|
| And I tried my best to fight it off
|
| To try to set him free
|
| Now that someone is no one to me Who do you call on when you have no one
|
| Who do you call on when you have no one
|
| This might not be nice to say
|
| But I’ll say it anyways
|
| When you have no one
|
| You are no one
|
| And it takes no one
|
| To know one |