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He was A Most Peculiar Man. |
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That's what Mrs. Riordan said and she should know; |
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She lived upstairs from him |
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She said he was A Most Peculiar Man. |
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He was A Most Peculiar Man. |
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The lived all alone within a house, |
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Within a room, within himself, |
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A Most Peculiar Man. |
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He had no friends, he seldom spoke |
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And no one in turn ever spoke to him, |
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'Cause he wasn't friendly and he didn't care |
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And he wasn't like them. |
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Oh, no! he was A Most Peculiar Man. |
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He died last Saturday. |
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He turned on the gas and he went to sleep |
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With the windows closed so he'd never wake up |
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To his silent world and his tiny room; |
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And Mrs. Riordan says he has a brother somewhere |
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Who should be notified soon. |
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And all the people said, 'What a shame that he's dead, |
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But wasn't he A Most Peculiar Man |
