Marriage is linked with marriage of sin And many's a perfect stranger Somewhere is found what search will confound And no one is none at all After the fire they all ran inside And tucked up the madman's daughter 'Where once was a head on shoulders, ' he said, I stands to remain another. Coming a man in black dressing Gown inside of an open car He waves to the crowd and smiles aloud And watches the gunflash fire Someone has found what search will confound And pressure becomes the brother While standing away from children at play In black is the perfect stranger