Ballad of a Thin Man

You walk into the room With your pencil in your hand You see somebody naked And you say, "Who is that man?" You try so hard But you don't understand Just what you'll say when you get home 'Cause you know something is happening But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? You raise up your head You ask, "Is this where it is?" Somebody points to you and says "It's his" You say, "What's mine?" Somebody else says, "Where what is?" And you say, "Oh my God, am I here all alone?" 'Cause you know something is happening But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? You have many contacts Among the lumberjacks To get you facts When someone attacks your imagination Nobody has any respect Anyhow, they already expect you To just sign a check to Tax-deductible charity organizations, hey! Hey, you know something is happening But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? Now when you see this one-eyed midget Shouting the word, "Now" And you say, "For what reason?" And he says, "How?" And you say, "What does this mean?" And he screams back, "You're a cow, give me some milk or else go home" 'Cause you know something is happening But you don't know what it is Do you? When you walk into the room Like a camel and then you frown Keep your eyes in your pocket And your nose on the ground There should be a law Against you comin' around Girl your arm, should be made to wear earphones Hey, you know something is happening You know something is happening But you don't know what it is Do you, Mister Jones?