Faceoff Blues. John Vehon, 1985

I looked in the mirror
My face fell off
It wouldn't stay on
The way it ought
No matter how I tried
No matter how I cried
My face fell off
My face fell off, oh no
What can I do
Where can I go?

I went to the police
To report the crime
I told them that it
Wasn't a very good time
They said nothing they could do
Could help me find the proper glue
My face fell off
My face fell off, so sad
I must admit
It makes me mad

Oh woe as me
I never thought
This would happen to me
I just assumed
I would always see
My face
I lost my face

Looking back I wonder
Where I went wrong
I think of times
Forever gone
Those were happy days
Things were better with a face
My face fell off, heh heh
My face fell off, oh my my my
I hang my head
I wonder why

Oh woe as me
I never thought
This would happen to me
I just assumed
I would always see
My face
I feel the empty space