Charles doesn't have to look up; he doesn't have to look down
He doesn't have to look out, and then he knows
And when he knows what he wants and he goes up to
The ladies in the streets and then they meet the kind of guy
You wouldn't like to meet
Charles doesn't like you to judge you shouldn't ever begrudge
Down in your soul a man that's out of control
Cos then he knows and when he knows it he goes up
And he shows it to show you what you'll be and to show you
Where you never should have been
(Chorus)
Charlie, I don't think they'll ever begin to understand
And if you know Charlie, then what you'll say
Is what you'll mean
Ya see now Charles isn't part of no dream, he isn't chasin’
no scene
He's never into serene, that’s how it goes
And where he goes man he shows that it flows
On down a different stream, he's left the colour
Of the roses in the places that he's been
Charles said he made it all up; he poured it into the cup
And we all drank and swallowed down
We're hearing now that what he meant, that what he actually said
Is nothing more, an open door, a work of fiction
In his sick and fuckin twisted head
(Chorus)
You see the killin's done with the killin hands
And Charlie I don't think they'll all understand
And when a shadow falls on the moonlit sand
Charlie you can't expect them to understand
