Nothing `Bout Me

Lay my head on the surgeon's table Take my fingerprints if you are able Pick my brain, pick my pockets Steal my eyeballs and come back for the sockets Run every kind of test from A to Z And you'll still know nothing 'bout me Run my name through you computer Mention me in passing to your college tutor Check my records, check my facts Check if I paid my income tax Pore over everything in my CV But you'll still know nothing 'bout me You'll still know nothing 'bout me You don't need to read no books of my history I'm a simple man, it's no big mystery In the cold weather, a hand needs a glove At times like this, a lonely man like me needs love Search my house with a fine-tooth comb Turn over everything, 'cause I won't be home Set up your microscope and tell me what you see You'll still know nothing 'bout me