Verse 1:
Oscar was an angel and he used to walk the streets
Shoutin' out some prophesies at everyone he'd meet
He was a local fixture; like a cop out on a beat
Folks said he'd been shell-shocked long ago
And more than that for no one seemed to know
Oscar was a walker; at least four miles twice a day
The entire lenght of Main Street he'd be shoutin' all the way
And I had no idea where he heard the things he'd say
But he was not your normal voice of doom;
It was a happy song sung slightly out of tune
Refrain:
And he'd say,
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