Lyrics:

Once, I was hailed as a prodigal son
In other words, loved by everyone
Now it's so different wherever I go
Nobody wants to know
Tried having meetings, running about
Same as I did when I started out
Now though it's different wherever I go
Nobody wants to know
Could have been normal and look like the rest
But I, in my wisdom, decided instead
To create an image and this at a time
When image was one word nobody minded you
Being abusive too

Standing in doorways for hours on end
Waiting to get back a tape I send
And when I get it, what does it show?
Nobody wants to know
The sign on the door say's 'You better come in'
So, I enter and play them my songs
They tell me, 'All the ones that you had hits with in the early days were great
'And while the new ones really sound bang up to date
'There's not a market for a singer of your age
Unless, of course, he's-'
Dead?
Dead, that's it, you got a deal
Look at Buddy Holly, Roy Orbison, and Elvis
Why he sold more records after his death than he ever did when he was alive?
You'll be a sensation, number one, all over again
I can see it now, 'His 20 gravest hits'
Sooner or later, I will succeed
And good luck and timing is all I need
But for the moment, where can I go?
Nobody wants to know
Licking my wounds from not only my face
Is getting to be so, be so commonplace
That even the angel, my guardian one
Supposedly there to protect me anonymously
Is as nervous as can be

I have no reason at all to suspect
Hatred of me adds to my neglect
Not that it matters, cancel the show
Nobody wants to know