Sympathy For The Janitor

Please allow me to introduce myself,
I'm a man of filth and waste.
Carried the bags many a long year,
Lost my hope and sealed my fate.

And I was 'round when Jesus Christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain;
Washed Pilate's dirty towel
He threw to me in his disdain.

Pleased to meet you!
You never knew my name.
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my pain.

I snuck around St. Petersberg
When I saw it was a time for a change;
Still lugged the trash and stinking rot
After all they'd re-arranged!

When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank;
Who buried them all?
The man of the lowest rank!

Pleased to meet you!
Can you guess my name?
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my pain.

I tried to flee
From the kings and queens;
I sharpened their knives
For the taking of lives.

I shouted out:
"Who spilled the hot coffee?"
When after all
It was you not me!

Pleased to meet you!
I'll never have a name.
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of your pain!