[Verse 1]

There's a man riding this train

With a black white cat

A slipper and a shoe, and he's looking straight at you

And he lifts the tip of his hat, and he says

"Greetings to you, I've got something to sell

My travelling companion through hell

It's music in a box and voices in your head

A link between the living and the dead"

[Bridge]

I know you from before we were born

I know you from before we were born

I know you from before we were born

I know you from before we were born

[Verse 2]

And the man lifted his shirt

And showed a hole in his back

A faded old tattoo, and it looked exactly like you

And the whole wide world went black