A memory a day, I reenact myself, a miracle a day,I reinvent myself, I'm the salesman who sold himself,And I wrote that book in blood and sweat, Johnny Time kissed me goodbye,And I caught the next wave home,I turned around,Put the wine to water,Wore a crown of thorns for Easter,If you can't see who I am,Then you don't deserve to be told,I'm the salesman who sold himself,I'm the salesman who sold himself,I'm the salesman who sold himself,A memory a day, I reenact myself,A memory a day, I reenact myself,I reinvent myself,In the year of our Lord Tom,1975,Was the occasion of the accident,That would change my life,It was as if in a vision,I could clearly see,The path that I've since chosen,For my future destiny,She was my angel,My perfect valentine,Who met him and forced into,My bright-up Frankenstein,So I grew a ponytail,And wore a leather cap,Perfected my rhyming invective,Which now always runs untapped,I took up my sword pen,Lock, stock and biro,The world was now my oyster,From Camden town to Cairo,I'm the salesman who sold himself,I'm the salesman who sold himself,I'm the salesman who sold himself,Thank you.