I should not be able to say how killingly droll I found this.

They all talked nonstop. That is, if you didn’t intervene. They were accustomed to being interrupted.

I could go through walls and windows just to take a look / Other lives fizzing and jingling as I walk about in my old / Black coat /[…] / Hocusing and pocusing in my outsider way / Invisible and interfering, stirring the dinner stew / Adding just a bit too much pepper.

Full of bog, goes anywhere you want to go, don't pay for insurance, runs on the smell of an oily rag.