Looks Like Chaplin

Stereophonics
Album : Word Gets Around
Registration ID : 뿡뿡뿡(bookingyou)

I feel the wash,
Close down the street.
Yet Chaplin walks,
Feet Nine Fifteen.
And I hear them,
Hear them call his name.
And I see him,
See him turn away.

Ya take him in,
And clean him up.

They take him in,
And strip him down.
They dry his skin,
and feed him wine.
And I hear them,
Hear them call his name.
And I see him,
See him turn away.

Asks to use the phone.
But he lives alone,
He lives alone.
And no one, no one home to phone.
He sits alone at home.
He calls his home his own.
His wife is still unknown.