I once knew a man but I can't remember his face.
He had a mustache in one hand
a razor in the left.
Cheeks of a baby waiting to find his place.

I once knew a man with the legs of a statue.
He had a hammer in one hand
A rose in the left
Taking beauty as the path to reach greater virtue.

I once knew a man
I once knew a man

I once knew a man with a whisper of twenty cannons
He had a megaphone in one hand
duct tape in the left
Conformity silences his words like phantoms.

I once knew a man with the gut of a clown.
He had a bongo in one hand
a trophy in the left.
The beat lifts him up while he blends with the ground.

I once knew a man with a brain for a heart.
He had a stake in one hand
a pistol in the left.
Tricky, he knew either one would grant a new start.
Yes I once knew a man
I once knew a man.