Fill out form B section 17 There's a queue for the line for the chance to be seen Just down the hall a seasick green Take a number take a seat I'll read to you from the holy book Mistakes were made you're on the hook But cheer up son, the abattoirs been cleaned It's clean You can file a motion stake a claim It's a drop ion the ocean of the state's disdain You can twist and shout you can make a scene But the only way out is to get through me I only want what's best for you My heart is pure my aim is true So get down on your knees and remember not to breathe I'm the man behind the glass Man behind the glass I can see but not be seen Might I interest you in a length of rope Or some other Kafkaesque pathetic trop To bore us both to tears I've been stuck here so many years I really can't say why I stay Maybe you could help me get away I promise this time will be different I promise I can change I'm the man behind the glass Don't wanna be The man behind the glass