Without Expression

Have you ever ridden horses through a rainstorm? Or a lion through a busy street bazarre? There are many things I'd love to turn you on to But somehow I feel they're safer where they are Yes, there's a man I know With no expression He's got none at all Yes, there's a man that I know With no expression, darling He's got none at all Well, some people are inbound with infatuation And some others spill depression as the law From one's mother getting at no imagination So beware then, maybe sin is at your door Yes, there's a man that I know With no expression He's got none at all Yes, there's a man I know With no expression He's got none at all