I met Mr No One Else
Every time I don't need him he turns up
He is like my shadow, my mirror
Or my Patron Saint
Saint No One Else is Here!
Hoorah!
I call for my Father,
But he is on a Holy Day
He's taking a holiday from being holy
I always knew it was going to be
That way
Makes me want to mosey on out of here
Get myself out of harm's way
Because if No One Else is gonna harm me
Well I might try and do it myself
I suppose I need an escape clause
I need to get off the shelf
And into life itself
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